2 PAC - Toss It Up lyrics

rate me

verse onelord 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 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 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 upverse two

? 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, arive derche

long and forgotten, plottin for plottin-child's play

check your sexuality, as fruity as this alize

quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move

cross DEATH ROW, now who you gonna run to

like those other suckers 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 killed, who can you trust

only time reveals...toss it up