Xzibit - Hit & Run (Part II) Lyrics
[intro]:[hightower]: baby, do me a favor, call up xzibit for me.[xzibit]: allo?[girl]: hello, xzibit?[xzibit]:yeah, yeah, whats up?[girl]: hold on one second ok?[xzibit]: alright[hightower]: xzibit?[xzibit]:hey, whats up?[hightower]: its ron, hightower.[xzibit]:ah, whats up dude, whats goin down?[hightower]: eh nigga, it aint nothin but a party![xzbibit]:yoo! shit its goin down?[hightower]: hey, let me tell you something.I got some ladies over here, you know...[girl]: hi xzibit![xzibit]: whats up?[hightower]: he he, see what Im saying.They were just trying, you know, to tell you hello and shitBut listen why dont you do thisWhen youre done over there, why dont you come here and shitYou know what Im saying?That way they can tell you hello on person[xzibit]: ah alrihgt, you want me to bring you somethin[hightower]: hey, bring yourself, Im sure they can handle the restYou know what I mean?[xzibit]:yeah yeah, alright, Ill be over there in a minute.[hightower]: peace![xzibit]:alright[verse one]:[xzibit]:Its a lazy sunday nightXzibit posted at the labGettin high as a kiteProceed to rolll the lightIts real tightIn a paper philly blunts I dont needIt might ***** off the tasteOf this bomb ass weedMy nigga tango and breezeCame thru we blaze a fewTogether bored as *****Niggas down for whateverBreak left from the bombPhone call from ron hightowerShower at his crib in a hourAll the women involved drop drawersDont say nothinJust a lota nuttin*****in plus dick suckinGoddamn who was that?Half black with the fat assToo much to ask if you can put them on the glass[for me]My names xzibitI aint tryin to spit gameJust tell me your nameAnd the proportions of your frame[38-26-32]Thats rightXzibit now has it poppin on sunday night[chorus]: (2x)I dont wanna save emPay em or buy clothesAll we really wanna doIs try to ***** these hoes[verse two]:[rass kass]:You knew the gameAnd you still ended up on your back...[xzibit]:*****es get laid like tracksBreak it down like thatWith stacks of profilacticsGot ill tactics just to get you on the matress like yo[girl moaning in background]With minimal conversationNo time wastinOnly hard penetrationGettin shiners on reclinersCummin in your facesStop! get on topI take your mind different placesWont be satisfied till I hit every raceColor and creed in deedAll I need is weed a fly steezWho aint afraid to take the leadA little dirt on your kneesLooked over saw breezeLaid out on the couch about to let it all outNigga thats the kinda shit that Im talkin about[chorus]: (4x)I dont wanna save emPay em or buy clothesAll we really wanna doIs try to ***** these hoes
