Versuri 22. Check Out Time

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