What's Yo Name (feat. The Neptunes)

Yo
 If you ain't know it's T.I.P, shawty
 Hey come over here for 'em
 It's for the radio
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 We planet couples number 1
 Come on, come on
 Play your g string...
 I was trained from the spit gain from the get green.
 It took me back I dig Dame since he 15.
 The clique came, ran trains if her thang clean,
 The same broad in front of y'all like she Miss Thang,
 And damn now that chick say that she a dick fiend
 All though I won't elaborate I'll say she lick things and get green
 She fuck wit me because I got big dreams
 And along wit a face she think she seen on the big screen
 I give it to her since she whine and her back hurt
 Then drive her crazy since she crying and she act worse
 Yeah, I'm a rapper, I'm a man, but I'm a mac first
 I need a broad wit a bank and a fat purse and that's first
 I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p
 Told y'all niggaz before about me
 Plenty Remy to the h-e, ah, a-d
 Somebody buy some more dro' so we can smoke please
 Now what's yo name?
 I'm pussy bumper number one
 Yeah, I said what's yo name?
 I'm pussy bumper number one
 Man trying to stop pimpin like shooting a bee-bee gun at a freight train
 So comparing us is like wine to a grape stain
 My reputation's great mayn, I got a great name
 I hate lames, I stake claims, and I break dames
 I like 'em small or bigger with a figure eight frame
 So if she fine I bet she mine when I find time
 Man I ain't lying, mine dimes I don't wine or dine
 Like clothesline hoes mine, I'm a goldmine
 Ay I'm the "King of Da South" and the throne mine
 I got the chrome in the Chevy and the Brougham mine
 Ay man I'm young but I been doing it for a long time
 That ain't my fault that bitch grown she got her own mind
 Ah-and I'm...
 I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p
 Told y'all niggaz before about me
 Plenty Remy to the h-e, ah, a-d
 Somebody buy some more dro' so we can smoke please
 Now what's yo name?
 I'm pussy bumper number one
 Yeah, I said what's yo name?
 I'm pussy bumper number one
 I bet some niggas think I cake her when I take her out
 But come that week just watch me rape her fucking bank account
 Eventually the P$C hey we gone take the south
 Then grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper out
 Nigga I'm bout my paper route so I'm gone make a route
 Anybody blocking my road to riches man I'm gone take 'em out
 Keep run yo mouth making up you mind you got's to be's wit out
 Me I'ma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen about
 P-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be's about
 I break a ho in break 'em till they broke and then I ease 'em out
 They out of pocket, I'm a lock 'em out and leave 'em out
 And that don't change man, season in season out
 Open up The Source shawty and see who just you reads about
 If it ain't concernin T.I.P. a P$C a see ya out
 Ain't nothing even you ain't cuttin then u don't see the house
 Because you know I got to practice what I preach about
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 I said come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 I said come on
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p
 Told y'all niggas before about me
 Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d