Tupac Shakur - Toss It Up (Version 2) <br /> <br />{couplet 1) <br />lord have mercy, father help us all <br />since you supplied your phone number, i can't help but call <br />time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back <br />got ya curious about thug passion, now picture that <br />tongue kissin, hand full of hair, look in my eyes <br />time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise <br />me and you movin in the nude, do it in the living room <br />sweatin up the sheets, it's the thug in me <br />i be the ? when i tongue kiss your neck, <br />i go a long way to get you, what do you expect <br />late night, hit the highway, drop the top <br />i pull over, gettin busy in the parking lot <br />picture-look it how i lick your hips and glide <br />kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside <br />got ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust <br />i got the bedroom shakin back, breakin when we're tossin' it up <br /> <br /> {couplet 2} <br />what's your phone number, i get around <br />cali love to my true thugs, picture me now <br />still down for that death row sound, searchin for pay days <br />no longer dre day, arive derche <br />long and forgotten, plottin for plottin-child's play <br />check your sexuality, as fruity as this alize <br />quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move <br />cross Death Row, now who you gonna run to <br />like those other suckers cuz you similiar <br />pretendin to be hard-oh my god-check your temperature <br />screamin compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard <br />brothas pissed cuz you switched and escaped to the burbs <br />mob on to this new era, cuz we untouchable <br />still can't believe you got pac rushin, uppin you <br />bless the real, all the rest get killed, who can you trust <br />only time reveals...toss it up!
