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Artist:Xzibit
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Album:At The Speed Of Life
Track:Hit and Run Part Ii
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:388
 
Lyrics:Intro]:

[Hightower]: Baby, do me a favor, call up Xzibit for me.
[Xzibit]:
Allo?
[Girl]: Hello, Xzibit?
[Xzibit]: Yeah, yeah, what's up?
[Girl]:
Hold on one second ok?
[Xzibit]: Alright
[Hightower]: Xzibit?
[Xzibit]: Hey,
what's up?
[Hightower]: It's Ron, Hightower.
[Xzibit]: Ah, what's up dude, what's goin'
down?
[Hightower]: Eh nigga, it ain't nothin' but a party!
[Xzbibit]: Yoo! shit it's
goin' down?
[Hightower]: Hey, let me tell you something.
I got some ladies over here, you
know...
[Girl]: Hi Xzibit!
[Xzibit]: What's up?
[Hightower]: He he, see what
I'm saying.
They were just trying, you know, to tell you hello and shit
But listen why
don't you do this
When you're done over there, why don't you come here and shit
You know
what I'm saying?
That way they can tell you hello on person
[Xzibit]: Ah alrihgt, you
want me to bring you somethin'
[Hightower]: Hey, bring yourself, I'm sure they can handle the
rest
You know what I mean?
[Xzibit]: Yeah yeah, alright, I'll be over there in a
minute.
[Hightower]: Peace!
[Xzibit]: Alright

[Verse
One]:

[Xzibit]:
It's a lazy Sunday night
Xzibit posted at the lab
Gettin'
high as a kite
Proceed to rolll the light
It's real tight
In a paper Philly Blunts I
don't need
It might fuck off the taste
Of this bomb ass weed
My nigga Tango and
Breeze
Came thru we blaze a few
Together bored as fuck
Niggas down for
whatever
Break left from the bomb
Phone call from Ron Hightower
Shower at his crib in
a hour
All the women involved drop drawers
Don't say nothin'
Just a lota
nuttin'
Fuckin' plus dick suckin'
Goddamn who was that?
Half black with the fat
ass
Too much to ask if you can put them on the glass
[For me]
My name's Xzibit
I
aint' tryin' to spit game
Just tell me your name
And the proportions of your
frame
[38-26-32]
That's right
Xzibit now has it poppin' on Sunday
night

[Chorus]: (2x)
I don't wanna save 'em
Pay em' or buy clothes
All we
really wanna do
Is try to fuck these hoes

[Verse Two]:

[Rass
Kass]:
You knew the game
And you still ended up on your
back...

[Xzibit]:
Bitches get laid like tracks
Break it down like
that
With stacks of profilactics
Got ill tactics just to get you on the mattress like
yo
[girl moaning in background]
With minimal conversation
No time wastin'
Only
hard penetration
Gettin' shiners on recliners
Cummin' in your faces
Stop! Get on
top
I take your mind different places
Won't be satisfied till I hit every race
Color
and creed in deed
All I need is weed a fly steez
Who ain't afraid to take the lead
A
little dirt on your knees
Looked over saw Breeze
Laid out on the couch about to let it all
out
Nigga that's the kinda shit that I'm talkin' about

[Chorus]: (4x)
I don't
wanna save em'
Pay em' or buy clothes
All we really wanna do
Is try to fuck these
hoes
 
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