Check Out Time

We gotta go, we gotta go
I'm a boss playa death before I let these bitches break us
Man, I'm rollin' man, fuck that shit
Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
So all the homies round up in the lobby
We gotta go, we gotta go
'Cause there's someone else who deserves my atttention

All the homies runnin' through the halls room to room
But did it all end too soon
Just another sunny day in California
'Cause bustin' bitches is a hobby, nigga it's check out time
Hey I'm livin' the life of a boss playa
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go

My fantasies came true, with Janet on, I'm in a Escapade
They label me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raid
I'm lost in a dream, and so it seemed, to be the night

I never got to check out the scene

We gotta go, we gotta go
I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky bitch
Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas
We gotta go, we gotta go
Carressin' your thoughts, 'cause I'm livin' Fed
Now it seems, it's check out time
We, hey
We gotta go, we gotta go
So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behind
Then it's only right for me to disappear into the night
Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and heated
Nigga, it's check out time nigga, hey call Kurupt, call Daz room
I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers
We gotta go, we gotta go
Play like Michael Jackson and Beat It
We gotta go, we gotta go
I ain't got that much time

Heard what I said? Passion is crashin' the room
First you argued, then I fight it, 'til you lick me where I like it

Aw, nigga, damn
Get up baby, you ain't on vacation, it's check out time

Last night was like a fantasy, Alize and Hennessee
We gotta go, we gotta go

The front desk callin' but I'm checkin' out later
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed
In a heaty, sticky situation

My behaviour is crazy from what you did to me baby
We, we gotta go, hey
We gotta go, we gotta go

Out of sight, for 'Pac and Kurupt
We gotta go, we gotta go
We gotta go, we gotta go
Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter just don't bite it
From the liquor we consumed I heard a boom
We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way

Fuck that, I lost some money nigga
Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did
My game's Trump tight, so I find time to recline
Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool
Call Suge, call all the niggaz tell 'em to meet me downstairs
Tell the valet, bring the Benz around
Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us
Now I'm up early in the mornin' breath stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
One more thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out
Five bottles of Cristal and I'm still tight
As I get it up, once the doors close you stuck

Sneak into your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all kinds
If walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me

So I assume since I'm a playa like my nigga Syke
We gotta go, we gotta go

Hey Kurupt, y'all niggaz drivin or y'all flyin back, whassup?
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me
I'm blackin' out, you're yellin' out 'Big Syke Daddy'
We gotta go, we gotta go