with your lonely games This one I'll never win Because when it's over now [Chorus] Because when it's over now We're just broken hearted star-crossed lovers When it's over now
Hoppin' out the limo, poppin' bottles - it's gravy I know what it mean when I get that phone call from Baby Let's go to the Mercedes, lock and cock somethin
my phone numbers Call em', tell him I got him a surprise party, come over So happen that I'm finished a day early And decide to fly back home and check
that I left at home All alone Ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone Over the phone In my mind I can see her naked I can't take it Got me shakin' at the thought
in me, that I wanna give to you girl ['Pac repeats "Maybe it's the thug in me" at various points] [2Pac] Moan baby when we bone it's on It's so strong
thug in me, that I wanna give to you ['Pac repeats "Maybe it's the thug in me" at various points] [2Pac] Moan baby when we bone it's on It's so strong
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!
: What'z ya phone number Now I could make miracles with pimp hoes. It's instrumental. Waitin for the nimphoes. That's the intro. Shoot when ya rush
here alone When i call i just get your answer phone Something is going on Cos it's six in the morning and you still ain't home [Repeat Bridge] [Repeat
Intro] Hello this is Pacific Bell with a called call from... Ryan D. oh, that's my homeboy if you accept the charge press 1 now hey Rhino on the phone
us pump on your block, fuck it, we makin it hot I'm that nigga that call the shots, with the iced out watch From the cordless cell phone, and the baby
or tell you anything that you ain't possibly heard when I'm already knowing each and everynight you hear game from the guys and girls are light it's just
get itchy in the wee, wee hours Sun's just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers Radio's jammed up with gospel stations Lost souls callin' long
Like soon as we weld it (ohh) Heated up, melt it (or) beat it up, welt it When she scream that she never felt it I knew it's a job I well did I ain't
full of tears from my dark brown eyes so what's it gonna take for you to open up to me swallow your pride and spend some time with me it's hard to love
over and did it, huh? [Devin:] Awww yeah, man [Devin:] Had to go over and had to hit it and split it man [Devin:] Had to get wit' it, man - the way she
minutes on ya phone to call me "its locked in the car" oh...oh well shit, you left it in the car while you was on foot "yes" alrite fuck it... just come
