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Ja Rule - What's My Name lyrics
(feat. Ashanti) [18 second intro about the Bible] [Ja Rule] Yeah, yeah (woo!) woo (we here, geah) C'mon (we ain't goin nowhere, c'mon) Remix, c'mon (now, this is Jimmy Cliff Notes) (I'ma run through the roster man) Let 'em know (on Murder INC) Uhh (startin with Ashanti - owwwwwtch!) [Chorus: Ashanti + (Ja)] J-A-R (yeah) U-L-E (what, let 'em know) (Who else you thought it would beeeee) (All my bitches with me say) J-A-R, U-L-E (what's my name, nigga?) (Who'da thought this wouldn't, beeeee) (Everybody with me say) [Ja Rule] Holla!! I'm back Anyone with good sense bet on that Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I still got business here All my bitches get your hands in the air Now BACK THAT ASS, UP ON ME - now let's roll Go, goin, gone, sold What's cooler than bein cool? (ICE COLD) Y'all know that I do this for all my niggaz and my bitches And it's murder 'til day that I die, can't spit it no more All my niggaz that tusslin, get yours All my bitches that's makin money, get yours The world ain't only mine, it's yours And I'm sure That, there's no love if you don't go through pain And I'm the nigga that done changed the game What's my name? [Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs] [Ja Rule] Who's that nigga? If you feelin yourself youse that nigga, tryin to get hit up Buried in cat litter cause that's how INC get up Makin sure they don't get up, it's murder Who's that bitch? If you feelin yourself youse that bitch, tryin to get rich Dyin to get hitched to a nigga that's caked up Willin to spend time and even more at Jacob But you assume position, face down, ass up And I think I got you in that same pose pinned up In a picture painted frame been hangin love Ass naked, lookin like you're high on drugs And that's whassup, what, all bitch niggaz is gettin touched And no bad bitches is gettin fucked Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's Then you know it's not a game, what's my name? [Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs] [Ja Rule + (Ashanti)] Ba-by girl, is you with me? Shit (yes sir!) Sayin all of that without speakin a word (I like) to do this that and a third (And I love) the way you put in reverse And now clap for me mami, clap back, keep it swervin Wide body had to be built by suburban Niggaz around lookin like they nervous, I see 'em Niggaz around me wanna rob him and leave him But I'm partyin tonight for one reason Niggaz know that the bullshit was dead on the streets Niggaz I'm gettin high, gettin head as we speak Long live the great ones, B.I.G, P.A.C. I'm "Ready to Die," "All Eyez on Me" And niggaz know they can do it the same But still they try to diss, that's part of the game What's my name? [Chorus w/ same as before] [Ja Rule] Yeah, yeah Murder INC, all my family we here Big shout to all my niggaz All my crud niggaz, all my street niggaz, all my grime niggaz All my industry niggaz, all my corporate niggaz It's love, it's pain, and we together mayn Holla back at me, uhh |
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