2pac - Toss It Up lyrics

(2pac speaking) The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherf**in war we got My other Capo in this big a**, conglomerate called d**h Row Snoop motherf**in Dogg, Tha Doggfather And who he comin through right now, Makaveli the Don Feel this, k**uminati Toss it up 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 ya curious about thug pa**ion, 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 living room Sweatin up the sheets, it's the thug in me I be the ? when i tongue kiss your neck, I go a long way to get you, what do you expect Late night, hit the highway, drop the top I pull over, gettin busy in the parking lot Picture-look it how i lick your hips and glide Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside Got ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust I got the bedroom shakin back, breakin when we're tossin' it up (K-Ci & Jo-Jo) 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 gone toss it up Baby let's, get it on! I like the way you please me, babe The s**y way you tease me, sugar The way you move your body It really drives me crazy Your body hypnotizing, your smell is so exciting So baby come on home with me, I like the way you give it to me! (Chorus sung by K-Ci & Jo-Jo) I like the way you give it to me -- let me see you toss it up (repeat 4 times) Play on, play on, play on, play onnnn! (repeat 4 times) (K-Ci & Jo-Jo) Ohhh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm that want you lady Ohhh, don't act so shady, baby your taste as fine as gravy The way you move that thang, you make me wanna sang Girl you make my bells rang, make them go ting-a-ling! Now the man, I'm here again Don't want it to ever end It's feeling too good Gimme some more, oh lady lady Your body the kind I like-ah Big booty so I got to keep it locked up Bag it up yo, let me in there Toss it up for me!! (chorus) 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 d**h row sound, searchin for pay days No longer dre day, arive derche Long and forgotten, plottin for plottin-child's play Check your s**uality, as fruity as this alize Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move Cross d**h row, now who you gonna run to Like those other s**ers cuz you similiar Pretendin to be hard-oh my god-check your temperature Screamin compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard Brothas pissed cuz you switched and escaped to the burbs Mob on to this new era, cuz we untouchable Still can't believe you got pac rushin, uppin you Bless the real, all the rest get k**ed, who can you trust Only time reveals...toss it up! (chorus until end) (2Pac talking over chorus) Play on playa, play on How can some non-players do a song about Compton and then wanna do a player song? How can non-players do it? (We not little kids, we not playin) Tellin lies, who? Puffy, I read your little interview buddy, c'mon You still ain't touchin us, all that peace talk I don't care if you kiss my a** from here to across the street boy It's on Toss it up, we took you on, and 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 s**ers rockin it, toss it up, is how we did it Yeah, toss it up now!