Texty:
Prince What S My Name

, I can't use it My girlfriend calls me lame, the game was over yesterday Tell me, what's my name? Tell me, what's my name? What's my name? Take this

, I can't use it My girlfriend calls me lame, the game was over yesterday Tell me, what's my name? Tell me, what's my name? What's my name? Take this

my fame, I can't use it My girlfriend calls me lame, the game was over yesterday Tell me, what's my name? Tell me, what's my name? What's my name? Take

name of the Lord The Lord is my strength an' my song He has become my victory Lord, forgive them for they know not what they do

knew what to find Everywhere and all of the time It's bending my mind Confusion's prince is at my door The crown I wear is the one he wore He's here

rock bald wrists, whoa I've done this spit hotness Na na tote big fifth fuck's my name? na na whoa And my pussy niggaz wan' lick And my big tits son

ya Go downtown and eat it like a vulture See my hips and my tips, don?t ya See my a** and my lips, don?t ya Lost a few pounds and my whips for ya This

down them niggaz callin' my game Then ge on B E T and they don't mention my name Some grip it on that other level face be bustin' they head Ride Bentley early 90's

I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom