Xzibit - Hit & Run [Part Ii] lyrics

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[Intro]:

[Hightower]: Baby, do me a favor, call up Xzibit for me.
[Xzibit]: Allo?
[Girl]: Hello, Xzibit?
[Xzibit]: Yea, yea, what´s up?
[Girl]: Hold on one 2nd ok?
[Xzibit]: Alright
[Hightower]: Xzibit?
[Xzibit]: Hey, what´s up?
[Hightower]: It is Ron, Hightower.
[Xzibit]: Ah, what´s up dude, what´s goin´ down?
[Hightower]: Eh nigga, it aint nothin´ but a party!
[Xzbibit]: Yoo! shit it is goin´ down?
[Hightower]: Hey, let me tell you smth.
I got some ladies over here, you know...
[Girl]: Hi Xzibit!
[Xzibit]: What´s up?
[Hightower]: He he, see what I am saying.
They were just trying, you know, to tell you hello & shit
But listen why don´t you do this
When you are done over there, why don´t you come here & shit
You know what I am 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 am sure they can handle the rest
You know what I mean?
[Xzibit]: Yea yea, alright, I will be over there in a minute.
[Hightower]: Peace!
[Xzibit]: Alright

[Verse One]:

[Xzibit]:
It is a lazy Sunday night
Xzibit posted at the lab
Gettin´ high as a kite
Proceed to rolll the light
It is real tight
In a paper Philly Blunts I do not need
It might f*ck off the taste
Of this bomb ass weed
My nigga Tango & Breeze
Came thru we blaze a few
Together bored as f*ck
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´
F*ckin´ 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 ain´t´ tryin´ to spit game
Just tell me your name
And the proportions of your frame
[38-26-32]
That is right
Xzibit now has it poppin´ on Sunday night

[Chorus]: {twice}
I do not want to save ´em
Pay em´ or buy clothes
All we really want to do
Is try to f*ck 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 until I hit every race
Color & creed in deed
All I need is weed a fly steez
Who aint 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 is the kinda shit that I am talkin´ about

[Chorus]: {four times}
I do not want to save em´
Pay em´ or buy clothes
All we really want to do
Is try to f*ck these hoes


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