Ay what is it nigga? ("I know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the up outta here ("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time Hey up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge at, nigga?") Call Suge, call all the niggas tell 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and niggas at man?") Tell the valet, bring the Benz around ("Ay, seen my shoes?") Hey Kurupt, niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back, whassup? ("Man, I'm man, fuck that shit.") Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom ("Fuck that, I some money, nigga.") Aw nigga
Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath stinkin' as I'm Just another day in California I got my mind focused on papers while I'm into sexy capers Give a holla to them hoochies night, that tried to rape us Will these rap lyrics take us, room all up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death before I let these break us Last night was like a fantansy, and Hennessy A hoochie and her dirty dancin' with my man and me Told her I was interested, picture all the we did I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter, just don't it I got to check out the scence Too busy to dig a hole in your jeans Now it seems, it's out time
We gotta go (gotta go, go) We gotta go (yeah baby) (it's it out time) We go (let's go nigga, gotta go) We gotta go (Y'all know time it is!) (Ay, c'mon man get y'all bags man) We gotta go (call that valet motherfucker, him to get a nigga shoe) We go ('cause we out this, motherfucker)
They me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raid My fantansies came true with on, I'm in a escapade But did it all, end too All the runnin' through the halls room to room So I assume, since I'm a like my nigga Syke Then it's only right for me to disappear into the My game's trump tight, so I find time to Sneak in your room, Messiah, shit wines of all kinds I ain't got that time So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it behind Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and Play like Micheal Jackson, and It One more thing I like to mention, I'm and I'm out there's someone else who deserves my attention So all the homies round up in the bustin' bitches is a hobby, nigga It's out time
We go (ayo man Pac ay) We gotta go (where the the fuck is Daz at man?) We gotta go (This locked up or somethin'?) We go (The only one not to leave) (yo man) We gotta go (it's check out time it's time to get out mother) We gotta go (You seem bitches?) We go (We out man, fuck that shit) We go (Yo Rece!) We go (Yo nigga, whassup, whassup?)
Hey I'm livin' the life of a boss The front desk callin' but I'm checkin' out My behaviour is from what you did to me baby If walls could talk, they'd say, you to fade me I'm puttin' in work, but didn't hurt from the to the bed Carressin' thoughts, 'cause I'm livin' Fed what I said? Passion is crashin' the room From the liquor we consumed I heard a I'm out, you're yellin' out 'Big Syke Daddy' We did it in the on the highway, my way I'm lost in a and so it seemed, to be the night Five bottles of Cristal and I'm still Out of sight Pac and Kurupt As I get it up, once the doors close, you In a heaty, situation Get up baby, you on vacation It's check out
We go We go (Ay, it's check out time) We go (Ay Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin') We gotta go (where my go, nigga?) We go (where my motherfuckin' drawers and shit at man?) We gotta go (Man, y'all niggas was in here too fuckin' much) We go (What the fuck y'all doin', nigga? Kurupt!) We gotta go (go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the rest of them niggas, man) is trippin' man Front desk all callin' me, tellin' me to get the outta here, man We gotta go (I ain't got no more money, loan me a hundred) We gotta We go We go We go We go We gotta We go
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