(Toss it up!)

[Tupac]

Lord have mercy, father help us all

Since you supllied yo' phone number, I can't help
but call

Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin
back

Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture
that

Tongue kissin, hand full of hair, look in my eyes

Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise

Me and you movin in the nude, do it in the living
room

Sweatin up the sheets, it's the Thug in me

I mean no disrespectin when I tongue kiss your
neck

I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect

Late night, hit the highway, drop the top

I pull over, gettin busy in the parking lot

And don't you love it how I lick your, hips and
glide

Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love
inside

Got ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust

I got the bedroom shakin back-breakin when we're
tossin it up

[K-Ci, JoJo]

In this baby, I like the way it's goin down

When nobodys around, slip slide ride

Givin me love nice like

Female I like, what I wanna give all night

You and me alone everybody's gone toss it up

Baby let's, get it on!

I like the way you please me, babe

The sexy way you tease me, sugar

The way you move your body

It really drives me crazy

Your body hypnotizing, your smell is so exciting

So baby come on home with me, I like the way you
give it to me!

Chorus:

I like the way you give it to me -- let me see
you toss it up

(repeat 4X w/ variations)

Play on, play on, play on, play onnnn!

(repeat 4X w/ variations)

[K-Ci, JoJo]

Ohhh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm that want you lady

Ohhh, don't act so shady, baby your taste as fine
as gravy

The way you move that thang, you make me wanna
sang

Girl you make my bells rang, make them go
ting-a-ling!

Now the man, I'm here again

Don't worry to ever end

It's feeling too good

Gimme some more, oh lady lady

Your body the kind I like-ah

Big booty to the lung delight-ah

Bag it up yo, let me in there

Toss it up for me!!

[Chorus 1/2]

[Tupac]

Do you want me what's your phone number, I get
around

Cali Love to my true Thugs, picture me now

Still down for that Death Row sound, searchin for
paydays

No longer Dre Day, arrivederci

Blown and forgotten, rotten for plottin Child's
Play

Check your sexuality, as fruity as this Alize

Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move

Cross Death Row, now who you gon' run to?

Lookin for suckers cause you similar

Pretendin to be hard, oh my God, check your
temperature

Screamin Compton, but you can't return, you ain't
heard

Brothers pissed cause you switched and escaped to
the burbs

Mob on to this new era, cause we Untouchable

Still can't believe that you got 'Pac rushin you

Up in you, bless the real, all the rest get
killed

Who can you trust, only time reveals -- toss it
up!

[Chorus w/ variations]

[Tupac]

Play on playa, play on

How can some non-players do a song about Compton

and then wanna do a player song?

How can non-players do it? (We not little kids,
we not playin)

Tellin lies, who?

Puffy, I read your little interview buddy, c'mon

You still ain't touchin us, all that peace talk

I don't care if you kiss my ass from here to
across the street boy

It's on

Toss it up, we took you on, and we took y'all
beat

You know we beat you down, and we took y'all beat

Cause you wasn't rockin it right

Tired of suckers rockin it, toss it up, is how we
did it

Yeah, toss it up now!