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  • [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 ******, it ain't nothin' but a party!
    [xzbibit]:  yoo! *******t 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 *******t
    But listen why don't you do this
    When you're done over there, why don't you come here and *******t
    You 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 rest
    You 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 night
    Xzibit posted at the lab
    Gettin' high as a kite
    Proceed to rolll the light
    It's real tight
    In a paper philly blunts i don't need
    It might ****** off the taste
    Of this bomb ass ******
    My ****** tango and breeze
    Came thru we blaze a few
    Together bored as ******
    ******s down for whatever
    Break left from the bomb
    Phone call from ron hightower
    Shower at his crib in a hour
    All the women involved drop drawers
    Don't say nothin'
    Just a lota nuttin'
    ******' plus ****** suckin'
    Goddamn who was that?
    Half black with the fat ass
    Too much to ask if you can put them on the glass
    [for me]
    My name's xzibit
    I aint' tryin' to spit game
    Just tell me your name
    And the proportions of your frame
    [38-26-32]
    That's right
    Xzibit now has it poppin' on sunday night
    [chorus]: (2x)
    I don't wanna save 'em
    Pay em' or buy clothes
    All we really wanna do
    Is try to ****** these hoes
    [verse two]:
    [rass kass]:
    You knew the game
    And you still ended up on your back...
    [xzibit]:
    ******* get laid like tracks
    Break it down like that
    With stacks of profilactics
    Got ill tactics just to get you on the matress like yo
    [girl moaning in background]
    With minimal conversation
    No time wastin'
    Only hard ***********
    Gettin' *******ners on recliners
    Cummin' in your faces
    Stop! get on top
    I take your mind different places
    Won't be satisfied till i hit every race
    Color and creed in deed
    All i need is ****** a fly steez
    Who ain't afraid to take the lead
    A little dirt on your knees
    Looked over saw breeze
    Laid out on the couch about to let it all out
    ****** that's the kinda *******t that i'm talkin' about
    [chorus]: (4x)
    I don't wanna save em'
    Pay em' or buy clothes
    All we really wanna do
    Is try to ****** these hoes
  • [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 ******, it ain't nothin' but a party!
    [xzbibit]:  yoo! *******t 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 *******t
    But listen why don't you do this
    When you're done over there, why don't you come here and *******t
    You 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 rest
    You 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 night
    Xzibit posted at the lab
    Gettin' high as a kite
    Proceed to rolll the light
    It's real tight
    In a paper philly blunts i don't need
    It might ****** off the taste
    Of this bomb ass ******
    My ****** tango and breeze
    Came thru we blaze a few
    Together bored as ******
    ******s down for whatever
    Break left from the bomb
    Phone call from ron hightower
    Shower at his crib in a hour
    All the women involved drop drawers
    Don't say nothin'
    Just a lota nuttin'
    ******' plus ****** suckin'
    Goddamn who was that?
    Half black with the fat ass
    Too much to ask if you can put them on the glass
    [for me]
    My name's xzibit
    I aint' tryin' to spit game
    Just tell me your name
    And the proportions of your frame
    [38-26-32]
    That's right
    Xzibit now has it poppin' on sunday night
    [chorus]: (2x)
    I don't wanna save 'em
    Pay em' or buy clothes
    All we really wanna do
    Is try to ****** these hoes
    [verse two]:
    [rass kass]:
    You knew the game
    And you still ended up on your back...
    [xzibit]:
    ******* get laid like tracks
    Break it down like that
    With stacks of profilactics
    Got ill tactics just to get you on the matress like yo
    [girl moaning in background]
    With minimal conversation
    No time wastin'
    Only hard ***********
    Gettin' *******ners on recliners
    Cummin' in your faces
    Stop! get on top
    I take your mind different places
    Won't be satisfied till i hit every race
    Color and creed in deed
    All i need is ****** a fly steez
    Who ain't afraid to take the lead
    A little dirt on your knees
    Looked over saw breeze
    Laid out on the couch about to let it all out
    ****** that's the kinda *******t that i'm talkin' about
    [chorus]: (4x)
    I don't wanna save em'
    Pay em' or buy clothes
    All we really wanna do
    Is try to ****** these hoes