Danny Boy or DB (born October 31, 1977) is the stage name of Chicago native… Read Full Bio ↴Danny Boy or DB (born October 31, 1977) is the stage name of Chicago native Danny Boy Steward, a contemporary African-American soul singer. He was signed to Death Row Records when he was just 14. He made his debut on 1994's Murder Was the Case soundtrack with the R&B charter Come When I Call (Produced by DJ Quik). In 1995, he released his first single entitled Slip N Slide (Produced by Reggie Moore and co-produced by DeVante Swing) with then unknown artist Ginuwine singing the chorus. The video was shot in Cabo, and also features scenes with 2Pac, Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg and Tha Dogg Pound. Danny is best known for singing the choruses of the 2Pac songs "I Ain't Mad at Cha", "What'z Ya Phone #", "Picture Me Rollin'" and "Heaven Ain't Hard 2 Find" on the All Eyez on Me album and "Toss It Up" on the The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory album. He had recorded about 4-5 albums worth of music while on Death Row Records but none were ever released. Danny Boy also made an appearance on Tha Row's soundtrack to Eddie Griffin's Dysfunktional Family movie and also appeared on American Idol, but was disqualified due to continued internet promotion by his former label. He is currently working on some projects for his own label "Platinum Pearl" and currently resides in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia.
Whatz Ya Phone #
Danny Boy Lyrics
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What's ya phone number?
Now I could make miracles with pimp hoes
It's instrumental, waitin' for the nymphos
That's the intro
Shoot when ya rush me, walked up and touched me
Why? Do you want to fuck me?
Just 'cause I'm paid in the worst way? True
Lookin' kind a good in your birthday suit
I wonder if your wild and ya act shy
Do you like to be on top or the back side?
Watch me while you lick your lips, shake your hips
Goddamn, I love that shit
Yo, let's stop fakin' and be real now
I got a room and a hard on, still down?
Met ya standin' at a bar full of black dudes
Said ya wanna see my scars and my tattoos
When we head for my hideout, act right
Boss playa when I ride out, that's right
What's ya phone number?
If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?
If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready
Hey baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?
Oh shit, baby is a dime piece
Wanted this fine seat
Personally rest from the bars
If I seen her right now, she can get me
Ho didn't wanna talk to me 'til she see my car
Never had sex with a rich rap star
'Til I got her in the back of my homeboy's car
Tell me, why do we live this way?
Money over bitches, let me here you say
What's your phone number? Are you alone?
Got a pocket full of rubbers, let's bone
Time for your girlfriend to take you home
I had fun, but baby, gotta leave me alone
Picture in my rhyme, take time to rewind
These gotten every words I say
If you open in your mind,
Bet in a minute you'll find it's time, let the Outlawz play
What's ya phone number?
If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?
If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?
Hello?
Hello? Who is this?
Is this Tupac?
This is who?
Is this Tupac?
Yeah, it's Tupac, who dis?
Hi baby, how are you?
I'm 'ight, what up, baby?
You don't recognize the voice?
You recognize my voice, huh?
Do you recognize my voice?
Nah, I know you?
Yeah, you know me
I guess you don't recognize me when I'm talkin' on the phone
Where I know you from? Where I know you from?
You just know me, baby
Where? Talk up I can't barely hear you
You know me from when we were, you know, intimate
Oh, we fucked?
Oh baby, did we ever
Oh, tell me about it, baby
I remember when I put that big dick in my hand and
Stroked it up and down
Ooh
Then I put it in my mouth
You did?
Sucked it
Ooh, you did?
Ooh, I did
Shit
Fucked it and fucked it, put me in, you came
Did I cum?
Ooh, baby everywhere, everywhere
You don't remember me yet?
I'm startin' to get a picture, why don't you help me out?
What did I do to the pussy, baby? What a nigga do to the pussy?
Hmm, you rocked it
Did I?
Yeah, you did
Did I do some of that Thug Passion?
Mm (hahaha)
Ayy, so what cha doin' right now, though?
Me and my finger are gettin' acquainted
How many you got?
I got ten but only one is workin'
Oh, well can I come over there?
If you want to feel me
Do I want to?
Do a bear shit in the woods and wipe his ass with a rabbit?
Mm, you gon' rock it, baby?
Hell yeah, I'm gon' rock it, baby
Like you did before?
No dizoubt, you gon' feel that Thug Passion for real
Mm, baby
I'm on my way though, I'm about to fly over there in a 500
It ain't gon' take but a minute
Ayy, light the candles
Get the baby oil out, turn all the lights out
Drink a little bit of that shit
I'm on my way, baby, I'm gon' knock that pussy to the next week
Knock it out, baby, knock it out
I'm gon' knock the taste out yo mouth, girl (ooh, knock it out)
Gonna pull your hair, I'm gon' put your legs on your head
I'm a tie you up, blindfold you
And we gon' play which hole feel the best
You know which hole feel the best
We finna see tonight, though
I'm gon' make you remember me
Oh, yeah?
Yeah right, baby
Oh yeah, you got my dick hard and you know
I can't find the steering shift you got me so fucked up
I'm playin' with myself and shit
Baby, can I shift your gear?
Ayy, you can shift all this shit baby for real
Can I shift it from the back?
Do a bear shit in the woods and wipe his ass with a fluffy white rabbit?
Can I shift it in the front?
Hell yeah, ayy you know what I wanna do though?
What you wanna do?
I wanna fuck you on the balcony
While you lookin out over L.A
You know what I mean? Just poundin' that shit from the back
'Cause a motherfucka hop that shit like I got hydraulics
Fixed in me, you feel me? I be hittin' switches, baby
Ooh, I feel you, yes
Ayy, I'm finna come over there
Just wait for me sweetheart, I'm on my way right now
I'll see you later baby, bye
Bye, boo
Yeah, I'm finna get me some pussy, nigga
Get some pussy (hahaha)
Now I could make miracles with pimp hoes
It's instrumental, waitin' for the nymphos
That's the intro
Shoot when ya rush me, walked up and touched me
Why? Do you want to fuck me?
Just 'cause I'm paid in the worst way? True
Lookin' kind a good in your birthday suit
Do you like to be on top or the back side?
Watch me while you lick your lips, shake your hips
Goddamn, I love that shit
Yo, let's stop fakin' and be real now
I got a room and a hard on, still down?
Met ya standin' at a bar full of black dudes
Said ya wanna see my scars and my tattoos
When we head for my hideout, act right
Boss playa when I ride out, that's right
What's ya phone number?
If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?
If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready
Hey baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?
Oh shit, baby is a dime piece
Wanted this fine seat
Personally rest from the bars
If I seen her right now, she can get me
Ho didn't wanna talk to me 'til she see my car
Never had sex with a rich rap star
'Til I got her in the back of my homeboy's car
Tell me, why do we live this way?
Money over bitches, let me here you say
What's your phone number? Are you alone?
Got a pocket full of rubbers, let's bone
Time for your girlfriend to take you home
I had fun, but baby, gotta leave me alone
Picture in my rhyme, take time to rewind
These gotten every words I say
If you open in your mind,
Bet in a minute you'll find it's time, let the Outlawz play
What's ya phone number?
If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?
If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready
Baby, let me give you a call
How long will it take to break you off?
Hello?
Hello? Who is this?
Is this Tupac?
This is who?
Is this Tupac?
Yeah, it's Tupac, who dis?
Hi baby, how are you?
I'm 'ight, what up, baby?
You don't recognize the voice?
You recognize my voice, huh?
Do you recognize my voice?
Nah, I know you?
Yeah, you know me
I guess you don't recognize me when I'm talkin' on the phone
Where I know you from? Where I know you from?
You just know me, baby
Where? Talk up I can't barely hear you
You know me from when we were, you know, intimate
Oh, we fucked?
Oh baby, did we ever
Oh, tell me about it, baby
I remember when I put that big dick in my hand and
Stroked it up and down
Ooh
Then I put it in my mouth
You did?
Sucked it
Ooh, you did?
Ooh, I did
Shit
Fucked it and fucked it, put me in, you came
Did I cum?
Ooh, baby everywhere, everywhere
You don't remember me yet?
I'm startin' to get a picture, why don't you help me out?
What did I do to the pussy, baby? What a nigga do to the pussy?
Hmm, you rocked it
Did I?
Yeah, you did
Did I do some of that Thug Passion?
Mm (hahaha)
Ayy, so what cha doin' right now, though?
Me and my finger are gettin' acquainted
How many you got?
I got ten but only one is workin'
Oh, well can I come over there?
If you want to feel me
Do I want to?
Do a bear shit in the woods and wipe his ass with a rabbit?
Mm, you gon' rock it, baby?
Hell yeah, I'm gon' rock it, baby
Like you did before?
No dizoubt, you gon' feel that Thug Passion for real
Mm, baby
I'm on my way though, I'm about to fly over there in a 500
It ain't gon' take but a minute
Ayy, light the candles
Get the baby oil out, turn all the lights out
Drink a little bit of that shit
I'm on my way, baby, I'm gon' knock that pussy to the next week
Knock it out, baby, knock it out
I'm gon' knock the taste out yo mouth, girl (ooh, knock it out)
Gonna pull your hair, I'm gon' put your legs on your head
I'm a tie you up, blindfold you
And we gon' play which hole feel the best
You know which hole feel the best
We finna see tonight, though
I'm gon' make you remember me
Oh, yeah?
Yeah right, baby
Oh yeah, you got my dick hard and you know
I can't find the steering shift you got me so fucked up
I'm playin' with myself and shit
Baby, can I shift your gear?
Ayy, you can shift all this shit baby for real
Can I shift it from the back?
Do a bear shit in the woods and wipe his ass with a fluffy white rabbit?
Can I shift it in the front?
Hell yeah, ayy you know what I wanna do though?
What you wanna do?
I wanna fuck you on the balcony
While you lookin out over L.A
You know what I mean? Just poundin' that shit from the back
'Cause a motherfucka hop that shit like I got hydraulics
Fixed in me, you feel me? I be hittin' switches, baby
Ooh, I feel you, yes
Ayy, I'm finna come over there
Just wait for me sweetheart, I'm on my way right now
I'll see you later baby, bye
Bye, boo
Yeah, I'm finna get me some pussy, nigga
Get some pussy (hahaha)
The lyrics of Danny Boy's song "Whatz Ya Phone #" depict a conversation between two individuals, one of whom is Tupac Shakur. The song delves into explicit sexual content and explores themes of casual encounters, sexual desire, and graphic descriptions of sexual acts. It portrays a seductive and playful exchange between the two individuals, where they reminisce about past experiences and discuss their desires for future encounters. The lyrics emphasize the raw and explicit nature of their conversation and provide a glimpse into the intimate and erotic aspects of their relationship.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Johnny Lee Jackson, Prince Rogers Nelson, Tupac Amaru Shakur
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