2pac feat.Kurupt,Syke Check Out Time Lyrics
            [Intro: 2Pac]
        
            Ay what time is it n____? (I don't know)
            Oh s___, 12 o'clock
            Oh s___, we got to get the f___ up outta here (hell yeah)
            n____, it's check out time n____
            Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room (hey there b____, where Suge at n____?)
            Call Suge, call all the n____z tell em to meet me downstairs
            (Where K and them n____z at man?)
            Tell the valet, bring the Benz around
            (Ay y'all seen my shoes?)
            Hey Kurupt, y'all n____z drivin or y'all flyin back, whassup?
            (Kurupt: Man, I'm rollin man, f___ that s___)
            Hey Syke n____, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool
            (f___ that, I lost some money n____)
            Aw n____, d___
        
            [Verse One: 2Pac]
        
            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 s__y capers
            Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us
            I'm a boss playa, death before I let these b____es break us
            Last night was like a fantansy, Alize and Hennessee
            A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin with my man and me
            Told her I was interested, picture all the s___ we did
            I got her hot and h____, all up on me, what a freaky b____
            First you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it
            Got a n____ all excited, it don't matter just don't bite it
            I never got to check out the scence
            Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeans
            Now it seems, it's check out time
        
            [Chorus: 2Pac]
        
            We gotta go [2X]
            Gotta go, gotta go
            Yeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time
            We gotta go [4X]
            Gotta go n____, gotta go (y'all know what time it is)
            Ay, c'mon man get y'all bags man call that valet m_________er
            Tell him to get a n____ shoe, cause we out this m_________er
        
            [Verse Two: Kurupt]
        
            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 a__ume
            Since I'm a playa like my n____ 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, s___ 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 atttention
            So all the homies round up in the lobby
            Cause busting b____es is a hobby, n____
            It's check out time
        
            [Chorus: Kurupt]
        
            We gotta go [8X]
            Aiyyo man 'Pac ay where the where the f___ is Daz at man?
            This n____ locked up or somethin
            The only one not to leave
            Yo man it's check out time, it's time to get out this mother
            You seem them b____es?
            We out man, f___ that s___
            Yo Rece! Yo n____ whassup?
        
            [Verse Three: Syke]
        
            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
        
            [Chorus: Syke]
        
            We gotta go [8X]
            Ay, it's check out time
            Ay 'Pac, n____ where my m_________in, where my shoes go n____?
            Where my m_________in drawers and s___ at man?
            Man y'all n____z was in here partyin too f___in much
            What the f___ y'all doin n____?
            Kurupt, go tell Daz man and Bogart and the rest of them n____z
            c'mon man, n____z is trippin man
            Front desk all callin me tellin me to get the hell outta here man
            We gotta go [8X]
            I ain't got no more money, somebody loan me a hundred
        
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