2Pac - Toss It Up Lyrics

Lord have mercy, father help us all
Since you supplied your phone number, I can't help but call
Time for action, conversating, we relaxing, kicking back
Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that
Tongue-kissing, hand full of hair, look in my eyes
Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise
Me and you moving in the nude, do it in the living room
Sweating up the sheets, it's the Thug in me
I mean no disrespecting when I tongue-kiss your neck
I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect?
Late night, hit the highway, drop the top
I pull over, getting busy in the parking lot
And don't you love it how I lick your hips and glide?
Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside
Got you lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust
I got the bedroom shaking, back-breaking, when we're tossing it up

Listen baby, I like the way it's going down
When nobody's around, slip-slide ride
Giving me that nice smile
Female I like, what I want to give all night
You and me alone, everybody's gone, toss it up
Baby let's get it on

I like the way you please me, babe
The sexy way you tease me, yeah (That's right)
The way you move your body
It really drives me crazy
Your body hypnotizing (Hypnotizing)
Your smell is so exciting (So exciting)
So baby come on home with me
I like the way you give it to me

I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up

I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up

I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up

So I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up

Play on, play on, play on, play on (Oh baby)
Play on, play on, play on, play on (Lemme see you play on)
Play on, play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on, play on (K-Ci)

Oh, it's K-Ci baby (Yes)
Hmm, that want you lady (Yes)
Oh, don't act so shady
Baby, your taste as fine as gravy (That's right)
The way you move that thang
You make me wanna sang
Girl you make my bells rang
Make them go ting-a-ling

Now the man, I'm here again
Don't want it to ever end
It's feeling too good
Gimme some more, oh lady, lady
Your body the kind I like-ah
Big booty titillating delight-ah
Bag it up yo, let me in there
Toss it up for me

I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up

I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up

I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up

I like the way you give it to me
So won't play on oh yeah!

How do you want it? What's your phone number? I get around
Cali Love to my true Thugs, picture me now
Still down for that Death Row sound, searching for paydays
No longer Dre Day, arrivederci
Blown and forgotten, rotten for plotting 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?
Looking for suckers 'cause you similar
Pretending to be hard, oh my God, check your temperature
Screaming "Compton", but you can't return, you ain't heard?
Brothers pissed 'cause you switched and escaped to the burbs
Mob on to this new era, 'cause we untouchable
Still can't believe that you got Pac rushing you
Up in you, bless the real, all the rest get killed
Who can you trust? Only time reveals
Toss it up

Let me see you toss it up (Toss it up)
Won't you toss it up
Let me see you toss it up
Let me see you toss it up
Let me see you toss it up

Toss it up now ye ye
Toss it up now ye ye
Toss it up now