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Tupac Shakur
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Toss It Up (Nu-Mixx)
作词:Cedric Hailey, Joel Hailey, Aaron Hall, Reginald Deville Moore, Tupac Shakur, Dimitri Ship, Danny Boy Steward
Lord have mercy, Father help us all Since you supplied yo' 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 living room Sweatin' up the sheets, it's the thug in me
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 parking 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 ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust I got the bedroom shakin' back, breakin' when we're tossin' it up
In this baby, I like the way it's goin' down When nobody's around Slip slide ride, givin' me the nice ride Anything that I like, what I wanna get 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 sexy 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
I like the way you give it to me, let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me, let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me, let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me, let me see you toss it up
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Oh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm that want you lady Oh, 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 is the kind I like-ah, big booty titling delight-ah Bag it up yo, let me in there, toss it up for me
I like the way you give it to me, let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me, let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me, let me see you toss it up I like the way you give it to me
Did 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 paydays No longer Dre Day, arrivederci
Blown and forgotten, rotten 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 gon' run to?
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 Brothers 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 Up in you, bless the real, all the rest get killed Who can you trust? Only time reveals, toss it up
Let me see you toss it up Let me see you toss it up Let me see you toss it up Let me see you toss it up
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