ARTIST(s):        2Pac/Makaveli
SONG TITLE:     Toss It Up
ALBUM:              Makaveli: The Don Killuminati 7 Day Theory
BY:                      2pacWorld.co.uk




verse one 

lord have mercy, father help us all 
since you supplied your phone number, i can't help but call 
time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back 
got ya curious about 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 be the ? when i tongue kiss your neck, 
i go a long way to get you, what do you expect 
late night, hit the highway, drop the top 
i pull over, gettin busy in the parking lot 
picture-look 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 

verse two 

? 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 pay days 
no longer dre day, arive derche 
long and forgotten, plottin 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 gonna run to 
like those other suckers cuz you similiar 
pretendin to be hard-oh my god-check your temperature 
screamin compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard 
brothas pissed cuz you switched and escaped to the burbs 
mob on to this new era, cuz we untouchable 
still can't believe you got pac rushin, uppin you 
bless the real, all the rest get killed, who can you trust 
only time reveals...toss it up


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