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Makaveli - Toss It Up (Official Music Video) ft. Danny Boy, Aaron Hall
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Makaveli
Makaveli
Stimme und Gesang
Aaron Hall
Aaron Hall
Stimme und Gesang
Danny Boy
Danny Boy
Stimme und Gesang
Joel 'JoJo' Hailey
Joel 'JoJo' Hailey
Stimme und Gesang
K-Ci
K-Ci
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Makaveli
Makaveli
Komponist:in
Reggie Moore
Reggie Moore
Komponist:in
Aaron Hall
Aaron Hall
Komponist:in
Danny Boy
Danny Boy
Komponist:in
Dimitri Shipp
Dimitri Shipp
Komponist:in
KC & JoJo Hailey
KC & JoJo Hailey
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dametrius Ship
Dametrius Ship
Produzent:in
Reggie Moore
Reggie Moore
Produzent:in
Steve Anarden
Steve Anarden
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Troy Staton
Troy Staton
Mischtechniker:in

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[Verse 1]
The money behind the dreams (The family, the don, don, don)
My right hand
My other capo in this big motherfuckin' war we got (Makaveli the Don)
My other capo in this big ass conglomerati called Death Row
Snoop motherfuckin' Dogg, the dawg father
And who here comin' through right now
Makaveli, the Don
Feel this, Killuminati
[Verse 2]
Lord have mercy, Father help us all
Since you supplied your phone number, I can't help but call
Time for action, conversatin', we relaxin', kickin' back
Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that
Tongue kissin', hand full of hair, look in my eyes
Time to make the bed rock, baby, look how it rise
Me and you movin' in the nude, do it in the livin' room
Sweatin' up the sheets, it's the thug in me
[Verse 3]
I mean no disrespectin' when I tongue kiss your neck
I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect?
Late night, hit the highway, drop the top
I pull over, gettin' busy in the parkin' lot
And don't you love it how I lick your hips and glide?
Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside
Got you lost in the love zone, stuck in the lust
I got the bedroom shakin', back-breakin' when we're tossin' it up
[Verse 4]
In this baby, I like the way it's goin' down
When all that is around, slip, slide, ride
Givin' me love nice like
Female I like, what I wanna give all night
You and me alone, everybody's gon' toss it up
Baby, let's get it on
[Verse 5]
I like the way you please me, babe
The sexy way you tease me, sugar
They way you move your body
It really drives me crazy
Your body hypnotizing (Hypnotizing)
Your smell is so exciting (So exciting)
So baby, come on home with me
I like the way you give it to me, babe
[Verse 6]
I like the way you give it to me
Lemme see you toss it up
Said, I like the way you give it to me
Lemme see you toss it up
I like the way you give it to me (So, oh)
Lemme see you toss it up
Said, I like the way you give it to me
Lemme see you toss it up (Baby)
[Verse 7]
(Play on, play on, play on, play on)
Well, uh-huh, baby, oh, oh, oh
(Play on, play on, play on, play on)
Oh, oh
(Play on, play on, play on, play on)
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah
(Play on, play on, play on, play on)
Yeah, oh, baby
[Verse 8]
(K-Ci)
Well, it's K-Ci, baby (Yes)
Mm, that want you, lady (Yes)
Oh, don't act so shady
Baby, your taste as fine as gravy
The way you move that thing
You make me wanna sing
Girl, you make my bells ring (Ting-a-ling)
Make them go ting-a-ling
[Verse 9]
Loving man here again
Don't want it to ever end
It's feelin' too good
Gimme some more, oh, lady, lady
Your body the kind I like, uh
Big booty, tempt a lot and delight, uh
Bag it up, yeah, lemme in there
Toss it up for me
[Verse 10]
I like the way you give it to me
Lemme see you toss it up
I like the way you give it to me
Lemme see you toss it up
I like the way you give it to me
Lemme see you toss it up
Oh, I like the way you give it to me
So we'll keep playin' on, yeah
[Verse 11]
Do you want me? What's your phone number? I get around
Cali Love to my true thugs, picture me now
Still down for that Death Row sound, searchin' for pay days
No longer Dre Day, arrivederci
Blow and forgotten, rotten for plottin' Child's Play
Check your sexuality, as fruity as this Alizé
Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move
Cross Death Row, now who you gon' run to?
[Verse 12]
Lookin' for suckers 'cause you similar
Pretendin' to be hard, oh, my God, check your temperature
Screamin' Compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard
Brother pissed 'cause you switched and escaped to the burbs
Mob on to this new era, 'cause we Untouchable
Still can't believe that you got 'Pac rushin' you
Uppin' you, bless the real, all the rest get killed
Who can you trust? Only time reveals, toss it up
[Verse 13]
Lemme see you toss it up
Lemme see you toss it up
Play on, player, play on
How can some non-players do a song about Compton
And then do a player song?
How can non-players do it?
(You are not little kids, you flexin', we the players')
Toss it, baby, baby (Toss it up)
Tellin' lies, who? Puffy, I read your lil' interview, buddy, come on
You still ain't touchin' us, come on, all that peace talk
I don't care if you kiss my ass from here to across the street, boy
It's on, let's go, man
Toss it up, toss it up, man
Yeah, we took y'all beat, you know we beat you down
And we took y'all beat 'cause you wasn't rockin' it right
Tired of suckers rockin' it, man, toss it up now
This how we did it, yeah, toss it up now
Written by: Aaron Hall, Danny Boy, Dimitri Shipp, KC & JoJo Hailey, Makaveli, Reggie Moore

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