Letra de Check Out Time

Ay what time is it nigga? (I don't know)Oh shit, 12 o'clockOh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here (hell yeah)Nigga, it's check out time niggaHey call up Kurupt, call Daz room (hey there bitch, where Suge at nigga?)Call Suge, call all the niggaz tell em to meet me downstairs(Where K and them niggaz at man?)Tell the valet, bring the Benz around(Ay y'all seen my shoes?)Hey Kurupt, y'all niggaz drivin or y'all flyin back, whassup?(Kurupt: Man, I'm rollin man, fuck that shit)Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool(Fuck that, I lost some money nigga)Aw nigga, damnNow I'm up early in the mornin breath stinkin as I'm yawninJust another sunny day in CaliforniaI got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capersGive a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape usWill these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in VegasI'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break usLast night was like a fantansy, Alize and HennesseeA hoochie and her homie dirty dancin with my man and meTold her I was interested, picture all the shit we didI got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky bitchFirst you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like itGot a nigga all excited, it don't matter just don't bite itI never got to check out the scenceToo busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansNow it seems, it's check out timeWe gotta go Gotta go, gotta goYeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out timeWe gotta go Gotta go nigga, gotta go (y'all know what time it is)Ay, c'mon man get y'all bags man call that valet motherfuckerTell him to get a nigga shoe, cause we out this motherfuckerThey label me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raidMy fantansies came true, with Janet on, I'm in a EscapadeBut did it all end too soonAll the homies runnin through the halls room to room, so I assumeSince I'm a playa like my nigga SykeThen it's only right for me to disappear into the nightMy game's Trump tight, so I find time to reclineSneak into your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all kinds I ain't got that much timeSo hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behindSince I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and heatedPlay like Micheal Jackson, and Beat ItOne more thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out cause there's someone else who deserves my atttentionSo all the homies round up in the lobbyCause busting bitches is a hobby, niggaIt's check out timeWe gotta go Aiyyo man 'Pac ay where the where the fuck is Daz at man?This nigga locked up or somethinThe only one not to leaveYo man it's check out time, it's time to get out this motherYou seem them bitches?We out man, fuck that shitYo Rece! Yo nigga whassup?Hey I'm livin the life of a boss playaThe front desk callin but I'm checkin out laterMy behaviour is crazy, from what you did to me babyIf walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to fade meI'm puttin in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bedCarressin your thoughts, cause I'm livin FedHeard what I said? Passion is crashin the room From the liquor we consumed I heard a boomI'm blackin out, you're yellin out 'Big Syke Daddy'We did it in the caddy on the highway, my wayI'm lost in a dream, and so it seemed, to be the nightFive bottles of Cristal and I'm still tightOut of sight, for 'Pac and KuruptAs I get it up, once the doors close you stuckIn a heaty, sticky situationGet up baby, you ain't on vacationIt's check out timeWe gotta go Ay, it's check out timeAy 'Pac, nigga where my motherfuckin, where my shoes go nigga?Where my motherfuckin drawers and shit at man?Man y'all niggaz was in here partyin too fuckin muchWhat the fuck y'all doin nigga?Kurupt, go tell Daz man and Bogart and the rest of them niggazc'mon man, niggaz is trippin manFront desk all callin me tellin me to get the hell outta here manWe gotta go I ain't got no more money, somebody loan me a hundred