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[Tupac Speaking]

Hey, what time is it nigga ?

(I don·t know)

Oh shit, 12 o· clock

Oh shit, we got ta get tha fuck outta here

(hell yeah)

Nigga, it·s check out time nigga

Hey call Kurupt, call Daz, call [???]

call all those niggas up from downstairs

tell tha valay, bring tha benz around

Hey Kurupt, y·all niggas drivin· or are y·all
flyin· back

wussup ?

(Man, i·m rollin· man, fuck that shit)

Hey Syke man, come on nigga, get up out tha
bathroom fool

let·s go!

(I lost some money nigga)

aw nigga

damn

(Tupac)

Now I·m up early in the mornin·

breathe stinkin· as I·m yawning

Just another sunny day in California

I got my mind focused on some papers

While I·m into sexy capers

Give a hollar to them hoochies last night who
tried to rape us

Will these rap lyrics take us ?

Plus room all up in Vegas

I·m a Boss Playa

death before I let these bitches break us

Last night was like a fantansy

Alazhay and Heneesee

A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin· with my man
and me

Told her I was interested

picture all the shit we did

I got her hot and horny

All up on me

hot and horny

what a freaky bitch

First you argued, then I fight it, till you lick
me where I like it

Got a nigga all excited

It don·t matter just don·t bite it

I never got to check out the scence

too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeans

Now it seems, it·s check out time

(Chorus)

We got to go (2X)

Its check out time

We got to go (4X)

(Kurupt)

They label me an outlaw

So its time for the panty raid

My fantansies came true

with Janet on, I·m in an Escapade

Did it all, in too soon

All the homies runnin· through the halls room to
room

So I assume

Since I·m a playa like my nigga Syke

Then its only right for me to disappear into the
night

My games trump tight

So I find time to recline

Sneak into your room

instant Messiah

shit, wines of all kinds

I ain·t got much time

so hurry up and pop the dime

And let me hit it from behind

Since I·m only here for one night

I gots to get you hot and heated

Play like Micheal Jackson and Beat It

One more thing I like to mention

I·m done and I·m out

cuz there·s someone else who deserves my
atttention

So all the homies round up in the lobby

Cuz busting bitches is a hobby, nigga

It·s check out time

(Chorus)

We got to go (8X)

(Syke)

Now I·m living the life of a Boss Playa

The front desk callin·

but I·m checking out later

My behaviour is crazy, from what you did to me
baby

If walls could


Adaugat in 06.11.2008, 15:29 de ionel coscondel


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