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2 Pac - Check Out Time
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Hey, what time is it ni**a
I don't know
Oh s**t, 12 o' clock
Oh s**t, we got ta get tha f**k outta here
(hell yeah)
ni**a, it's check out time ni**a
Hey call Kurupt, call Daz
Call all those ni**as up from downstairs
Tell tha valay, bring tha benz around
Hey Kurupt, y'all ni**as drivin' or are y'all flyin' back
Wussup
Man, i'm rollin' man, f**k that s**t
Hey Syke man, come on ni**a, get up out tha bathroom fool
Let's go
I lost some money ni**a
Aw ni**a
Damn
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 bi**hes 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 s**t we did
I got her hot and horny
All up on me
Hot and horny
What a freaky bi**h
First you argued, then I fight it, till you lick me where I like it
Got a ni**a 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
We got to go
Its check out time
We got to go
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 a*sume
Since I'm a playa like my ni**a 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
s**t, 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 bi**hes is a hobby, ni**a
It's check out time
We got to go
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 talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me
I'm putting in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed
Carressing your thoughts
Cuz I'm living fed
Heard what I said
Pa*sion is clashing the room
From the liquor we consumed
I heard a boom
I'm blacking out
You're yelling out 'Big Syke Daddy'
We did it in the caddy on the highway
My way
I'm lost in a dream
So it seems to be the night
Five bottles of chrystl and I'm still tight
Out of site, for Pac and Kurupt
As I get it up
Once the doors close
You're stuck
In a heated sticky situation
Get up baby
You ain't on vacation
It's check out time
We got to go
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Usher : Burn
I don't understand why
See it's burning me to hold onto this
I know this is something I gotta do
But that don't mean I want to
What I'm trying to say is that I-love-you i just,
I feel like this is coming to an end
And its better for me to
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et it go now than hold on and hurt you
I gotta let it burn
[Verse 1]
It's gonna burn for me to say this
But it's comin from my heart
It's been a long time coming
we da been fell apart
Really wanna work this out
But I don't think yo-
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u're gonna change
I do but you don't
Think it's best we go our separate ways
Tell me why I should stay in this relationship
When I'm hurting baby, I ain't happy baby
Plus there's so many other things I gotta deal with
I think that you shoul....
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