Check Out Time

Aye, what time is it, ****? (I don't know)

Oh, shit, 12 o'clock

Oh, shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here (Hell yeah, ****, let's go)

****, it's check out time, ****

Hey, call up Kurupt, call Daz room (Hey, there bitch, where Suge, ****?)

Call Suge, call all the ****, tell 'em to meet me downstairs

Where K and them **** at, man?

Tell the valet, bring the Benz around

Aye, y'all seen my shoes?

Hey Kurupt, y'all **** drivin' or y'all flyin' back, wassup?

Man, I'm rollin' man, fuck that shit

Hey, Syke, ****, come on, man, get up out the bathroom, fool

Fuck that, I lost some money, ****

Aww, ****, damn

Now, I'm up early in the morning, 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 Hennessy

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, till you lick me where I like it

Got a **** all excited, it don't matter, just don't bite it

I never got to check out the scene

Too busy trying 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

And 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 **** 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 massage, sip 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 busting bitches is a hobby, ****, 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 behavior 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

Caressin' 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, oh

We gotta go

We, hey, we, we gotta go, hey

We gotta go, hey