Intro: 2Pac



Ay what time is it nigga? (I don't know)

Oh shit, 12 o'clock

Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here (hell yeah)

Nigga, it's check out time nigga

Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room (hey there bitch, where Suge at nigga?)

Call Suge, call all the niggaz tell em to meet me downstairs

(Where K and them niggaz at man?)

Tell the valet, bring the Benz around

(Ay y'all seen my shoes?)

Hey Kurupt, y'all niggaz drivin or y'all flyin back, whassup?

(Kurupt: Man, I'm rollin man, fuck that shit)

Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool

(Fuck that, I lost some money nigga)

Aw nigga, damn



Verse One: 2Pac



Now I'm up early in the mornin breath stinkin as I'm yawnin

Just another sunny day in California

I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers

Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us

Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas

I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break us

Last night was like a fantansy, Alize and Hennessee

A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin with my man and me

Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did

I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky bitch

First you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it

Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter just don't bite it

I never got to check out the scence

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeans

Now it seems, it's check out time



Chorus: 2Pac



We gotta go (2X)

Gotta go, gotta go

Yeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

We gotta go (4X)

Gotta go nigga, gotta go (y'all know what time it is)

Ay, c'mon man