2Pac — The Call

SN-O-OP thats me kinda hard being Snoop Do-g-g but somehow some way keep coming up making those chicks like every single day Got so much ladys in the place to be kinda hard being Snoop Do-g-g but somehow some way keep coming up making those chicks like every single day Now, I could make miracles to tempos It's instrumental, waiting for the nymphos; that's the intro Shook when you rush me, walked up and touched me Why? Do you want to fuck me? Just ‘cause I'm paid in the worst way? True! Lookin' kinda good in your birthday suit I wonder if you're wild and you act shy Do you like to be on top or the back side? Watch when you lick your lips shake your hips got damn i love that shit, Yo, let's stop fakin', be real now I got a room and a hard-on; still down? Met you standing at a bar full of black dudes Said you wanna see my scars and my tattoos When we head for my hideout, act right Boss player when I ride out, that's right What's ya phone number? Lights, camera, action, show-time We bust shit back in no time Yo kind can't fuck with my kind You must be losin' yo mind Lights, camera, action, show-time We bust shit back in no time Yo kind can't fuck with my kind You must be losin' yo mind Oh shit, baby is a dime piece, more than just fine She's personally blessed from the gods If I seen her right now, she could get me hard Didn't want to talk to me, just to see my car Never had sex with a rich rap star 'Til I got her in the back of my homeboy's car Tell me, why do we live this way? Money over bitches, let me hear you say What's your phone number? Are you alone? Got a pocket full of rubbers, let's bone! Time for your girlfriend to take you home I had fun, but baby, gotta leave me alone Picture in my rhyme Take time to rewind these words I say If you open your mind bet in a minute you'll find It's time let the Outlawz play Lights, camera, action, show-time We bust shit back in no time Yo kind can't fuck with my kind You must be losin' yo mind Lights, camera, action, show-time We bust shit back in no time Yo kind can't fuck with my kind You must be losin' yo mind We still rhime tho Westside