Testi musica canzoni

[Intro]:[Hightower]: Baby, do me a favor, call up Xzibit for me.[Xzibit]: Allo?[Girl]: Hello, Xzibit?[Xzibit]: Yeah, yeah, what's up?[Girl]: Hold on one second ok?[Xzibit]: Alright[Hightower]: Xzibit?[Xzibit]: Hey, what's up?[Hightower]: It's Ron, Hightower.[Xzibit]: Ah, what's up dude, what's goin' down?[Hightower]: Eh nigga, it ain't nothin' but a party![Xzbibit]: Yoo! shit it's goin' down?[Hightower]: Hey, let me tell you something.I got some ladies over here, you know...[Girl]: Hi Xzibit![Xzibit]: What's up?[Hightower]: He he, see what I'm saying.They were just trying, you know, to tell you hello and shitBut listen why don't you do thisWhen you're done over there, why don't you come here and shitYou know what I'm saying?That way they can tell you hello on person[Xzibit]: Ah alrihgt, you want me to bring you somethin'[Hightower]: Hey, bring yourself, I'm sure they can handle the restYou know what I mean?[Xzibit]: Yeah yeah, alright, I'll be over there in a minute.[Hightower]: Peace![Xzibit]: Alright[Verse One]:[Xzibit]:It's a lazy Sunday nightXzibit posted at the labGettin' high as a kiteProceed to rolll the lightIt's real tightIn a paper Philly Blunts I don't needIt might fuck off the tasteOf this bomb ass weedMy nigga Tango and BreezeCame thru we blaze a fewTogether bored as fuckNiggas down for whateverBreak left from the bombPhone call from Ron HightowerShower at his crib in a hourAll the women involved drop drawersDon't say nothin'Just a lota nuttin'Fuckin' plus dick suckin'Goddamn who was that?Half black with the fat assToo much to ask if you can put them on the glass[For me]My name's XzibitI aint' tryin' to spit gameJust tell me your nameAnd the proportions of your frame[38-26-32]That's rightXzibit now has it poppin' on Sunday night[Chorus]: (2x)I don't wanna save 'emPay em' or buy clothesAll we really wanna doIs try to fuck these hoes[Verse Two]:[Rass Kass]:You knew the gameAnd you still ended up on your back...[Xzibit]:Bitches get laid like tracksBreak it down like thatWith stacks of profilacticsGot ill tactics just to get you on the mattress like yo[girl moaning in background]With minimal conversationNo time wastin'Only hard penetrationGettin' shiners on reclinersCummin' in your facesStop! Get on topI take your mind different placesWon't be satisfied till I hit every raceColor and creed in deedAll I need is weed a fly steezWho ain't afraid to take the leadA little dirt on your kneesLooked over saw BreezeLaid out on the couch about to let it all outNigga that's the kinda shit that I'm talkin' about[Chorus]: (4x)I don't wanna save em'Pay em' or buy clothesAll we really wanna doIs try to fuck these hoesmore