Tupac Talking Hey what time is it nigga?
(I don't know)
Oh shit, 12 o' clock
Oh
shit, we got ta get the fuck up outta here
(hell yeah)
Nigga, it's check
out time nigga
Hey call Kurupt, call Daz, call Suge
(where Suge, where K
and them niggas at)
Call all those niggas up from downstairs
Tell the valet
bring the Benz around (hey y'all seen my shoes?)
Hey Kurupt, y'all niggas
drivin' or are y'all flyin' back
Wussup? (who got the keys?)
(Man, I'm
rollin' man, fuck that shit)
Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the
bathroom fool
Let's go!
(I lost some money nigga)
Awe nigga
Damn
Tupac
Now
I'm up early in the mornin'
Breath 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 holler to them hoochies last night who tried to rape
us
Where these rap lyrics take us?
Plush room all up in Vegas
I'm a
Boss Playa
Death before I let these bitches break us
Last night was like a
fantasy
Some Alize and Hennessey
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
scene
Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems
It's
check out time
Chorus
We got to go (definately gotta go)
We
got to go
(Yeah Baby)
(Its check out time)
(We got to go, We got to go
nigga)
We got to go
We got to go
(Y'all know what time it is)
We got
to go
(Come on man, get your bags man, call that mail motherfucker ... cause
we out this motherfucka)
Cause we got to go
Kurupt
They
label me an outlaw
So its time for the panty raid
My fantasies came true
With
Janet on a midnight 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 in your room
Instant message
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 Michael Jackson and Beat It
One more thing I
like to mention
I'm done and I'm out
Cause there's someone else who
deserves my attention
So all the homies round up in the lobby
Cause
busting bitches is a hobby, nigga
It's check out time
Chorus
We
got to go
(Hey yo, Pac man, where, where the fuck is Daz at man)
We gotta
go
(Probably locked up with some hoe)
(Don't even wanna leave)
(We
gotta go)
(Yo man check out time, it's time to get out this motha)
We
gotta go
(You seen those bitches?)
We gotta go
(We out man, fuck that
shit)
We gotta go
(Yo ?, I got it nigga, what's up?)
Syke
Now
I'm living the life, of a Boss Playa
The front desk callin'
But I'm
checking out later
My behavior is crazy, from what you did to me baby
If
walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me
I'm putting in work, but
didn't hurt from the Jacuzzi to the bed
Caressing your thoughts
Cause I'm
living fed
Heard what I said?
Passion is crashing the room
From the
liquor we consumed
I heard a boom
I'm blacking out
She yelling out 'Big
Syke Daddy'
We did it in the caddy on the highway
My way
I'm lost in a
dream
And so it seemed to be the night
Five bottles of crystal and I'm
still tight
Out of site for Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up
Once the door
is closed
You're stuck
In a heated sticky situation
Get up baby
You
ain't on vacation
It's check out time
Chorus
We got to
go
We got to go
(It's check out time)
We got to go
(Yo Pac, nigga
where my motherfucking, where my shoes go nigga?)
We got to go
(Where my
motherfucking drawers and shit at man?)
(You niggas went partying to fucking
much)
We got to go
(Fuck y'all doing nigga?)
We got to go
(Kurupt,
go tell Daz and ? and the rest of them nigga come on man)
(Niggas tripping
man)
(Front desk all calling me telling me to get the hell out of here man)
We
got to go
(I ain't got no more money, somebody lend me a 100) We gotta go (repeated till end)
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