Ay what time is it ("I know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the up outta here ("Hell yeah.") Nigga, check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where at, nigga?") Suge, call all the niggas tell 'em to meet me downstairs ("Where K and them niggas at man?") Tell the valet, the Benz around ("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?") Hey Kurupt, niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back, whassup? ("Man, I'm rollin' man, that shit.") Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom ("Fuck that, I lost some money, nigga.") Aw
Now I'm up early in the mornin', breath stinkin' as I'm Just another sunny day in I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into capers Give a holla to them hoochies last night, tried to rape us Will these rap take us, plus room all up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death before I let bitches break us Last night was a fantansy, Alizé and Hennessy A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' my man and me Told her I was interested, picture all the we did I got her hot and horny, all up on me, a freaky bitch First you argued, I fight it, til you lick me where I like it Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter, don't bite it I never got to out the scence Too busy to dig a hole in your jeans Now it seems, it's check out
We go (gotta go, gotta go) We gotta go (yeah baby) (it's it out time) We gotta go (let's go nigga, go) We gotta go (Y'all what time it is!) (Ay, c'mon man get y'all bags man) We gotta go (call that valet motherfucker, tell him to get a shoe) We go ('cause we out this, motherfucker)
label me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raid My fantansies came true Janet on, I'm in a escapade But did it all, end too All the homies runnin' the halls room to room So I assume, since I'm a like my nigga Syke Then only right for me to disappear into the night My game's trump tight, so I time to recline Sneak in your room, instant Messiah, wines of all kinds I ain't got much time So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it behind Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and Play like Jackson, and beat It One more I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out there's someone else who deserves my attention So all the round up in the lobby 'Cause bitches is a hobby, nigga It's check out
We go (ayo man Pac ay) We gotta go (where the the fuck is Daz at man?) We gotta go (This locked up or somethin'?) We go (The only one not to leave) (yo man) We gotta go (it's out time it's time to get out this mother) We gotta go (You seem bitches?) We gotta go (We out man, that shit) We go (Yo Rece!) We go (Yo nigga, whassup, whassup?)
Hey I'm livin' the life of a boss The front callin' but I'm checkin' out later My is crazy from what you did to me baby If walls talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me I'm puttin' in work, but hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed Carressin' your thoughts, 'cause I'm Fed Heard what I Passion is crashin' the room From the liquor we I heard a boom I'm out, you're yellin' out 'Big Syke Daddy' We did it in the on the highway, my way I'm lost in a and so it seemed, to be the night Five bottles of Cristal and I'm tight Out of from Pac and Kurupt As I get it up, once the doors close, you In a heaty, sticky Get up baby, you on vacation It's check out
We gotta We gotta go (Ay, it's out time) We go (Ay Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin') We go (where my shoes go, nigga?) We gotta go (where my motherfuckin' drawers and at man?) We gotta go (Man, y'all niggas was in here too fuckin' much) We gotta go (What the fuck y'all doin', Kurupt!) We gotta go (go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the rest of them niggas, man) Niggas is man Front desk all callin' me, tellin' me to get the outta here, man We gotta go (I got no more money, somebody loan me a hundred) We gotta We gotta We gotta We gotta We gotta We gotta We go
We go, ooh We go We, hey We We go, ho We go uh Hmm yeah, hey hey