2Pac - Check Out Time Lyrics

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Ay what time is it nigga? Oh shit 12 o'clock

We got to get the fuck up outta here

Nigga it's check out time nigga hey call Kurupt call Daz room

Call Suge call all the niggaz tell 'em to meet me downstairs

Tell the valet bring the Benz around

Hey Kurupt y'all niggaz drivin or y'all flyin back whassup?

Man I'm rollin' man fuck that shit

Hey Syke nigga come on man get up out the bathroom fool

Fuck that I lost some money nigga

Aw nigga damn

Now I'm up early in the mornin' breath stinkin' as I'm yawnin'

Just another sunny day in California

I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers

Give a holla to them hoochies last night that 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 fantasy Alize and Hennessee

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 what a freaky bitch

First 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 bite it

I never got to check out the scene

Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans

Now it seems it's check out time

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

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They label me an outlaw so it's time for the panty raid

My fantasies came true with Janet on I'm in a Escapade

But did it all end 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 it's only right for me to disappear into the night

My game's Trump tight so I find time to recline

Sneak into your room instant Messiah shit wines of all kinds

I ain't got that much time

So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behind

Since I'm only here for one night I got 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 atttention

So all the homies round up in the lobby

'Cause bustin' bitches is a hobby nigga it's check out time

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

Hey I'm livin' the life of a boss playa

The front desk callin' but I'm checkin' 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 puttin' in work but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed

Carressin' your thoughts 'cause I'm livin' Fed

Heard what I said? Passion is crashin' the room

From the liquor we consumed I heard a boom

I'm blackin' out you're yellin' 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 Cristal and I'm still tight

Out of sight for 'Pac and Kurupt

As I get it up once the doors close you stuck

In a heaty sticky situation

Get up baby you ain't on vacation it's check out time

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We gotta go we gotta go

We hey

We we gotta go hey

We gotta go

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