Check Out Time Lyrics

2 Pac

<em>[Intro: 2Pac]<br /><br />Ay what time is it nigga? (I don't know)<br />Oh shit, 12 o'clock<br />Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here (hell yeah)<br />Nigga, it's check out time nigga<br />Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room (hey there bitch, where Suge at nigga?)<br />Call Suge, call all the niggaz tell em to meet me downstairs<br />(Where K and them niggaz at man?)<br />Tell the valet, bring the Benz around<br />(Ay y'all seen my shoes?)<br />Hey Kurupt, y'all niggaz drivin or y'all flyin back, whassup?<br />(Kurupt: Man, I'm rollin man, fuck that shit)<br />Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool<br />(Fuck that, I lost some money nigga)<br />Aw nigga, damn<br /><br /><em>[Verse One: 2Pac]<br /><br />Now I'm up early in the mornin breath stinkin as I'm yawnin<br />Just another sunny day in California<br />I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers<br />Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us<br />Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas<br />I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break us<br />Last night was like a fantansy, Alize and Hennessee<br />A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin with my man and me<br />Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did<br />I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky bitch<br />First you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it<br />Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter just don't bite it<br />I never got to check out the scence<br />Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeans<br />Now it seems, it's check out time<br /><br /><em>[Chorus: 2Pac]<br /><br />We gotta go <em>[2X]<br />Gotta go, gotta go<br />Yeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time<br />We gotta go <em>[4X]<br />Gotta go nigga, gotta go (y'all know what time it is)<br />Ay, c'mon man get y'all bags man call that valet motherfucker<br />Tell him to get a nigga shoe, cause we out this motherfucker<br /><br /><em>[Verse Two: Kurupt]<br /><br />They label me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raid<br />My fantansies came true, with Janet on, I'm in a Escapade<br />But did it all end too soon<br />All the homies runnin through the halls room to room, so I assume<br />Since I'm a playa like my nigga Syke<br />Then it's only right for me to disappear into the night<br />My game's Trump tight, so I find time to recline<br />Sneak into your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all kinds <br />I ain't got that much time<br />So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behind<br />Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and heated<br />Play like Micheal Jackson, and Beat It<br />One more thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out <br />cause there's someone else who deserves my atttention<br />So all the homies round up in the lobby<br />Cause busting bitches is a hobby, nigga<br />It's check out time<br /><br /><em>[Chorus: Kurupt]<br /><br />We gotta go <em>[8X]<br />Aiyyo man 'Pac ay where the where the fuck is Daz at man?<br />This nigga locked up or somethin<br />The only one not to leave<br />Yo man it's check out time, it's time to get out this mother<br />You seem them bitches?<br />We out man, fuck that shit<br />Yo Rece! Yo nigga whassup?<br /><br /><em>[Verse Three: Syke]<br /><br />Hey I'm livin the life of a boss playa<br />The front desk callin but I'm checkin out later<br />My behaviour is crazy, from what you did to me baby<br />If walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me<br />I'm puttin in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed<br />Carressin your thoughts, cause I'm livin Fed<br />Heard what I said? Passion is crashin the room <br />From the liquor we consumed I heard a boom<br />I'm blackin out, you're yellin out 'Big Syke Daddy'<br />We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way<br />I'm lost in a dream, and so it seemed, to be the night<br />Five bottles of Cristal and I'm still tight<br />Out of sight, for 'Pac and Kurupt<br />As I get it up, once the doors close you stuck<br />In a heaty, sticky situation<br />Get up baby, you ain't on vacation<br />It's check out time<br /><br /><em>[Chorus: Syke]<br /><br />We gotta go <em>[8X]<br />Ay, it's check out time<br />Ay 'Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin, where my shoes go nigga?<br />Where my motherfuckin drawers and shit at man?<br />Man y'all niggaz was in here partyin too fuckin much<br />What the fuck y'all doin nigga?<br />Kurupt, go tell Daz man and Bogart and the rest of them niggaz<br />c'mon man, niggaz is trippin man<br />Front desk all callin me tellin me to get the hell outta here man<br />We gotta go <em>[8X]<br />I ain't got no more money, somebody loan me a hundred

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