Check Out Time (Explicit)
2Pac"Check Out Time (Explicit)" is a song by 2Pac, released in 1996 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:30 long and contains 116 lines and 819 words.
Lyrics
0:00Check Out Time - 2Pac (图派克·阿玛鲁·夏库尔)
0:04Ay what time is it ni**a
0:06I don't know
0:06Oh sh*t 12 o'clock
0:07Oh sh*t we got to get the f**k up outta here
0:09Hell yeah
0:09Ni**a it's check out time ni**a
0:11Hey call up Kurupt call Daz room
0:13Call Suge call all the niggas tell 'em to meet me downstairs
0:15Tell the valet bring the Benz around
0:17Hey Kurupt y'all niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back whassup
0:20Man I'm rollin' man f**k that sh*t
0:22Hey Syke ni**a come on man get up out the bathroom fool
0:25F**k that I lost some money ni**a
0:26Aw ni**a
0:27Damn
0:28Now I'm up early in the mornin' breath stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
0:31Just another sunny day in California
0:33I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers
0:36Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us
0:38Will these rap lyrics take us plus room all up in Vegas
0:41I'm a boss playa death before I let these b**ches break us
0:43Last night was like a fantansy Alizé and Hennessy
0:46A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me
0:49Told her I was interested picture all the sh*t we did
0:51I got her hot and horny all up on me what a freaky b**ch
0:54First you argued then I fight it til you lick me where I like it
0:57Got a ni**a all excited it don't matter just don't bite it
0:59I never got to check out the scence
1:01Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
1:03Now it seems it's check out time
1:05We gotta go gotta go gotta go
1:07We gotta go yeah baby
1:09It's check it out time
1:10We gotta go
1:11Let's go ni**a gotta go
1:12We gotta go
1:12Ay c'mon man get y'all bags man
1:14We gotta go call that valet motherf**ker tell him to get a ni**a shoe
1:17We gotta go
1:19They label me an outlaw so it's time for the panty raid
1:21My fantansies came true with Janet on I'm in a escapade
1:25But did it all end too soon
1:26All the homies runnin' through the halls room to room
1:28So I assume since I'm a playa like my ni**a Syke
1:31Then it's only right for me to disappear into the night
1:34My game's trump tight so I find time to recline
1:37Sneak in your room instant Messiah sh*t wines of all kinds
1:40I ain't got that much time
1:42So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behind
1:44Since I'm only here for one night I got to get you hot and heated
1:48Play like Micheal Jackson and beat It
1:50One more thing I like to mention I'm done and I'm out
1:52'Cause there's someone else who deserves my attention
1:54So all the homies round up in the lobby
1:57'Cause bustin' b**ches is a hobby ni**a
1:59It's check out time
2:00We gotta go
2:02Ayo man Pac ay
2:03We gotta go
2:05We gotta go
2:08We gotta go
2:10We gotta go
2:13We gotta go
2:15We gotta go
2:18We gotta go
2:19Yo ni**a whassup whassup
2:20Hey I'm livin' the life of a boss playa
2:22The front desk callin' but I'm checkin' out later
2:24My behaviour is crazy from what you did to me baby
2:27If walls could talk they'd say you tried to fade me
2:30I'm puttin' in work but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed
2:33Carressin' your thoughts 'cause I'm livin' Fed
2:35Heard what I said Passion is crashin' the room
2:38From the liquor we consumed I heard a boom
2:40I'm blackin' out you're yellin' out 'Big Syke Daddy'
2:43We did it in the caddy on the highway my way
2:46I'm lost in a dream and so it seemed to be the night
2:49Five bottles of Cristal and I'm still tight
2:51Out of sight from Pac and Kurupt
2:53As I get it up once the doors close you stuck
2:56In a heaty sticky situation
2:58Get up baby you ain't on vacation
3:00It's check out time
3:01We gotta go
3:04We gotta go
3:05Ay it's check out time
3:06We gotta go
3:07Ay Pac ni**a where my motherf**kin'
3:09We gotta go
3:10Where my shoes go ni**a
3:11We gotta go
3:12Where my motherf**kin' drawers and sh*t at man
3:14We gotta go
3:14Man y'all niggas was in here partyin' too f**kin' much
3:16We gotta go
3:19We gotta go
3:20Go tell Daz man and Bogart and the rest of them niggas c'mon man
3:22Niggas is trippin' man
3:24Front desk all callin' me tellin' me to get the hell outta here man
3:27We gotta go
3:27I ain't got no more money somebody loan me a hundred
3:29We gotta go
3:31We gotta go
3:34We gotta go
3:37We gotta go
3:39We gotta go
3:42We gotta go
3:44We gotta go
3:51We gotta go ooh
4:01We gotta go
4:07We hey
4:12We
4:14We gotta go ho
4:22We gotta go uh
4:30Hmm yeah yeah hey hey
Check Out Time - 2Pac (图派克·阿玛鲁·夏库尔) Ay what time is it ni**a I don't know Oh sh*t 12 o'clock Oh sh*t we got to get the f**k up outta here Hell yeah Ni**a it's check out time ni**a Hey call up Kurupt call Daz room Call Suge call all the niggas tell 'em to meet me downstairs Tell the valet bring the Benz around Hey Kurupt y'all niggas drivin or y'all flyin' back whassup Man I'm rollin' man f**k that sh*t Hey Syke ni**a come on man get up out the bathroom fool F**k that I lost some money ni**a Aw ni**a 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 b**ches break us Last night was like a fantansy Alizé and Hennessy A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me Told her I was interested picture all the sh*t we did I got her hot and horny all up on me what a freaky b**ch First you argued then I fight it til you lick me where I like it Got a ni**a all excited it don't matter just don't bite it I never got to check out the scence Too busy tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans Now it seems it's check out time We gotta go gotta go gotta go We gotta go yeah baby It's check it out time We gotta go Let's go ni**a gotta go We gotta go Ay c'mon man get y'all bags man We gotta go call that valet motherf**ker tell him to get a ni**a shoe We gotta go They label me an outlaw so it's time for the panty raid My fantansies 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 ni**a 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 in your room instant Messiah sh*t 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 Micheal 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 attention So all the homies round up in the lobby 'Cause bustin' b**ches is a hobby ni**a It's check out time We gotta go Ayo man Pac ay We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go Yo ni**a whassup whassup 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 from 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 Ay it's check out time We gotta go Ay Pac ni**a where my motherf**kin' We gotta go Where my shoes go ni**a We gotta go Where my motherf**kin' drawers and sh*t at man We gotta go Man y'all niggas was in here partyin' too f**kin' much We gotta go We gotta go Go tell Daz man and Bogart and the rest of them niggas c'mon man Niggas is trippin' man Front desk all callin' me tellin' me to get the hell outta here man We gotta go I ain't got no more money somebody loan me a hundred We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go We gotta go ooh We gotta go We hey We We gotta go ho We gotta go uh Hmm yeah yeah hey hey
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