What's Your Number?
Cypress Hill Lyrics


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Let's go!

I met her at the club, her friend liked me but she didn't
She noticed a lot of girls giving up their phone digits
She didn't want to be one of those hoes in clothes
Exploiting the body from head to toes, she had glossy lips
She was swaying her hips on the dance floor and every nigga
Flashing the grips trying to impress her in vain
She gave no play, niggas tend to offer numbers and she said no way

I thought to myself, "Let it go, the girl on beat"
But like Smoky said,"She really had a hold on me"
I couldn't stop staring I started to fantasize with her
Voices in my head said, "She's tantalizing ya"
Even if I moved to the other side of the party
I had pictures in my head of her moving that body
I was beside myself with conquer pain
So I slowly walked over and I asked her name

What's your name? What's your number?
I would like to get to know you
Can we have a conversation?
The night is young
Girl give me a chance

What's your name? What's your number?
I would like to get to know you
Can we have a conversation?
The night is young
Girl give me a chance

She gave a smile but I got no answer though it took a while
Before she gave a chance, she's actin' cold
I offered her a drink, she turned me down flat
She said, "If you want my name, you gotta do better than that"
I said, "Okay, now your shit don't stink"
I'ma walk away, only tried to buy you a drink"
As I began to walk away she said, "I'm sorry for real
But every guy in the club tries slipping me pills
I don't trust that each and everyone would lie to you"

I said "I understand but that's not what I tried to do
I wasn't even gonna go to your table but
If I didn't, I knew that I'd regret it later
I go after what I want but I got class
For me no need to slip a pill and if I want ass"
She gave me a funny look, I couldn't tell what it meant
She let her guard down and on the conversation went

What's your name? What's your number?
I would like to get to know you
Can we have a conversation?
The night is young
Girl give me a chance

What's your name? What's your number?
I would like to get to know you
Can we have a conversation?
The night is young
Girl give me a chance

She said, "I want a man with the plan and ambition"
Not an immature nigga on a pussy head mission
I'm too good for that, I have so much to offer
Got a good job, working at my mom and dad's law firm
"You got goals?" That's what she asked
"Yeah, I want to fill my home with platinum plaques
It takes hard work but you know it's coming after"
She said "Oh My God! You must be a famous rapper"

"I do alright, but I'm never satisfied
I'm told when you still love what you do, it never gets old
I strive for more but that's enough about me
Why don't we skip out the club, take a walk on the streets?"
We slipped outta the club with no worries
Seemed she wanted to get out in a hurry
We hung all night till we lost our friends
Until they caught us banging in the back of a Benz

What's your name? What's your number?
I would like to get to know you
Can we have a conversation?
The night is young
Girl give me a chance

What's your name? What's your number?
I would like to get to know you
Can we have a conversation?
The night is young
Girl give me a chance

What's your name? What's your number?
I would like to get to know you
Can we have a conversation?
The night is young
Girl give me a chance

What's your name? What's your number?
I would like to get to know you
Can we have a conversation?
The night is young
Girl give me a chance





Let's go!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "What's Your Number?" by Cypress Hill describe a story of a man who meets a woman at a club and is immediately enchanted by her. At first, she is standoffish, rejecting his advances and offers to buy her a drink, due to the prevalence of other men attempting to slip pills into her drink. As they continue to talk, however, they discover a mutual attraction and shared ambitions. They leave the club to take a walk, eventually ending up hooking up in the back of a car. The song's chorus, "What's your name? What's your number?", serves as a persistent refrain throughout the story, implying that the man is determined to win her over, even in the face of her initial rejection.


On a deeper level, the song may be interpreted as a commentary on the difficulties of dating and the challenges faced by women in particular. The woman in the song is constantly harassed by other men at the club, leading her to be suspicious of any potential advances. The singer of the song, however, manages to prove himself to be a genuine and respectful person and ultimately wins her over.


Overall, the song is a catchy and relatable tale of romance and persistence, set against the backdrop of a pulsating club beat.


Line by Line Meaning

I met her at the club, her friend liked me but she didn't
I encountered her at the club, her friend had an interest in me but she didn't.


She noticed a lot of girls giving up their phone digits
She took notice of the many girls giving out their phone numbers.


She didn't want to be one of those hoes in clothes
She didn't desire to be seen as one of those who dress to be objectified.


Exploiting the body from head to toes, she had glossy lips
She knew these women were showing off their bodies for attention, while she had a subtle beauty of her own.


She was swaying her hips on the dance floor and every nigga
She enjoyed dancing, and every guy in the club was trying to get her attention.


Flashing the grips trying to impress her in vain
The men were showing off their possessions, trying to impress her, to no avail.


She gave no play, niggas tend to offer numbers and she said no way
She turned down every guy who offered to give her their number.


I thought to myself, "Let it go, the girl on beat"
I told myself to let it go, as she was a beautiful woman living life to its fullest.


But like Smoky said,"She really had a hold on me"
Like the character Smoky from Friday, I was captivated by her charm.


I couldn't stop staring I started to fantasize with her
I couldn't help but stare at her and fantasize about being with her.


Voices in my head said, "She's tantalizing ya"
I heard a voice in my head say that she was enticing me.


Even if I moved to the other side of the party
Even if I changed my position in the club.


I had pictures in my head of her moving that body
I had images in my mind of how she danced on the dance floor.


I was beside myself with conquer pain
I was consumed with the pain of desiring something that I could not have.


So I slowly walked over and I asked her name
I approached her slowly and asked for her name.


She gave a smile but I got no answer though it took a while
She smiled at me, but it took her some time before she answered me.


Before she gave a chance, she's actin' cold
Before she agreed to talk to me, she acted distant.


I offered her a drink, she turned me down flat
I suggested that we have a drink together, but she declined.


She said, "If you want my name, you gotta do better than that"
She replied that if I wanted her name, I would have to give her a better reason to give it to me.


I said, "Okay, now your shit don't stink"
I became defensive and said that she was not better than me.


I'ma walk away, only tried to buy you a drink"
I chose to walk away, disappointed that my kind gesture was not appreciated.


As I began to walk away she said, "I'm sorry for real
As I started to leave, she apologized sincerely.


But every guy in the club tries slipping me pills
She explained that many men try to slip drugs into her drinks at the club.


I don't trust that each and everyone would lie to you"
She said that she doesn't trust every male who approaches her, so she's hesitant to talk to them.


I said "I understand but that's not what I tried to do
I told her I understood but that wasn't my intention.


I wasn't even gonna go to your table but
I didn't even plan on coming over to her table.


If I didn't, I knew that I'd regret it later
If I hadn't come over, I would have been disappointed in myself later on.


I go after what I want but I got class
I chase after what I desire, but I do it with respect and dignity.


For me no need to slip a pill and if I want ass
I don't have to use drugs to obtain sex.


She gave me a funny look, I couldn't tell what it meant
She looked at me in a peculiar way that I didn't understand.


She let her guard down and on the conversation went
She relaxed and continued the conversation with me.


She said, "I want a man with the plan and ambition"
She stated that she wants a man with goals and aspirations.


Not an immature nigga on a pussy head mission
She doesn't want a guy who only thinks about sex and nothing else.


I'm too good for that, I have so much to offer
She knows she's worth more than immature men who only think about sex.


Got a good job, working at my mom and dad's law firm
She boasts about having a great job at her parents' law firm.


"You got goals?" That's what she asked
She asked me if I had any aspirations.


"Yeah, I want to fill my home with platinum plaques
I told her I wanted to be successful in my music career.


It takes hard work but you know it's coming after
I acknowledged that hard work is necessary to achieve success.


She said "Oh My God! You must be a famous rapper"
She exclaimed that I must be a well-known rapper.


"I do alright, but I'm never satisfied
I admitted that I'm content with my success, but I always want more.


I'm told when you still love what you do, it never gets old
I explained that if you still have passion for what you do, it never gets boring.


I strive for more but that's enough about me
I told her I strive for more, but that the conversation shouldn't be about me alone.


Why don't we skip out the club, take a walk on the streets?
I suggested that we leave the club and go for a walk outside.


We slipped outta the club with no worries
We left the club carefree and without any problems.


Seemed she wanted to get out in a hurry
It seemed like she wanted to leave the club quickly.


We hung all night till we lost our friends
We spent the entire night together until we couldn't find our friends anymore.


Until they caught us banging in the back of a Benz
We were caught having sex in the back of a Bentley.


What's your name? What's your number?
I asked her for her name and phone number.


I would like to get to know you
I expressed an interest in getting to know her better.


Can we have a conversation?
I asked her if we could talk more.


The night is young
I acknowledged that there's still plenty of time for us to spend together.


Girl give me a chance
I pleaded with her to give me a chance to get to know her better and pursue a relationship.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: LARRY E. MUGGERUD, LOUIS M. FREEZE, PAUL GUSTAVE SIMONON

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John Punt

When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun?
When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting in death row
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'd have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of "The Harder They Come"
You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
oh, the guns of Brixton
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With you



All comments from YouTube:

daoust26

I love this song, the story behind it is great. Tim went through so much during time plus the cameos in this video is awesome

Animasana

Do you care to explain more??

daoust26

@Animasana his messy divorce of Brody Dale and the loss of joe strummer deeply effected him during that time.

Iron Lung

@daoust26 well the beat it pretty much guns of brixton

Nus Vivin

@Iron Lung oh fck i knew i heard it but it IS FCKN GUNS OF BRIXTON

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Donvale

How well this story is told, how great the hook is, how well its rapped. Underrated song.

CinematicMaj

Stop saying “underrated “

Dawid Lisiecki

Genialny utwór... Nadja na basie mistrzostwo :)

eduardo gomes

top song

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