Check Out Time lyrics
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 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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