歌手:Tupac
专辑:《All Eyez On Me》

Ay what time is it *****?
("I don't know.")
Oh ****, 12 o'clock
Oh ****, we got to get the **** up outta here
("Hell yeah.")
*****, it's check out time *****
Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room
("Hey there, *****, where Suge at, *****?")
Call Suge, call all the *****s tell 'em to meet me downstairs
("Where K and them *****s at man?")
Tell the valet, bring the Benz around
("Ay, y'all seen my shoes?")
Hey Kurupt, y'all *****s drivin' or y'all flyin' back, whassup?
("Man, I'm rollin' man, **** that ****.")
Hey Syke *****, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool
("**** that, I lost some money, *****.")
Aw *****, damn
(2Pac)
Now I'm up early in the mornin', 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 ******* break us
Last night was like a fantasy, Alizé and Hennessy
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me
Told her I was interested, picture all the **** we did
I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky *****
First you argued, then I fight it, 'til 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 tryin' to dig a hole in your jeans
Now it seems, it's check out time
(Natasha Walker)
We gotta go, we gotta go!
(Collision: 2Pac)
Gotta go, gotta go
Yeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time!!
Gotta go *****, gotta go
("Y'all know what time it is!")
Ay, c'mon man get y'all bags man, call that valet mother****er
Tell him to get a ***** ****, cause we out this, mother****er
(Kurupt)
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
But 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 Messiah, **** 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 bustin' ******* is a hobby, *****
It's check out time
(Natasha Walker)
We gotta go, we gotta go!
(Collision:Kurupt)
Aiyyo man 'Pac, ay, where the where the **** is Daz at man?
This ***** locked up or somethin'?
The only one not to leave
Yo man, it's check out time, it's time to get out this mother
(You seem them *******?)
We out man, **** that ****
Yo Rece! Yo *****, whassup?
(Big Syke)
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
Carressin' 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 from '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
(Natasha Walker)
We gotta go, we gotta go!
(Collision: Big Syke)
Ay, it's check out time
Ay Pac, ***** where my mother****in', where my shoes go, *****?
Where my mother****in' drawers and **** at man?
Man, y'all *****s was in here partyin' too ****in' much
What the **** y'all doin', *****?
Kurupt, go tell Daz, man, and Bogart and the rest of them *****s
C'mon man, *****s is trippin' man
Front desk all callin' me, tellin' me to get the hell outta here, man
I ain't got no more money, somebody loan me a hundred
We gotta go, we gotta go!
We gotta go, we gotta go!
We gotta go, we gotta go!
We gotta go!!! oooo!!
We gotta, go!!!
We, heyyy!
We!!, we gotta go!.. haaa!!
We gotta, go!! haa!!