Lionel C. Martin - Toss It Up lyrics

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Lionel C. Martin - Toss It Up lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherf**in' war we got My other Capo in this big-a** Conglomerate called d**h Row Snoop motherf**in Dogg, Tha Doggfather And who's he coming through right now? Makaveli the Don Feel this, k**uminati [Verse 1: 2Pac] 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 pa**ion, 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 [Danny Boy] Feel this 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! [Jojo] I like the way you please me, baby The s**y way you tease me, shorty The way you move your body It really drives me crazy Your body hypnotizing, your smell is so exciting So baby come on home with me I like the way you give it to me, baby [Hook: Danny Boy & JoJo] 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 Let me see you toss it up [Bridge] Play on, play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on, play on [Verse 2: K-Ci] Oh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm, that want you lady Oh, don't act so shady Baby, your taste as fine as gravy The way you move that thang, you make me wanna sang Girl you make my bells rang, make them go ting-a-ling! [Aaron Hall] Nasty 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 Back it up yo, let me in there Toss it up for me [Hook: K-Ci & Aaron Hall] 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 Let me see you toss it up So won't you play on [Verse 3: 2Pac] 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 d**h Row sound, searching for paydays No longer Dre Day: arrivederci Blown and forgotten, rotten for plotting Child's Play Check your s**uality, as fruity as this Alize Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move Cross d**h Row, now who you gonna run to? Laugh at you s**ers 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 k**ed Who can you trust? Only time reveals Toss it up [Hook] Let me see 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 [Outro: 2Pac] Yeah no doubt Toss it up now Play on playa, play on How can some non-players do a song about tossing it up And then want to do a player song? (you so fat, you and Lil' Kim need a weight scale to lay down in bed We are not little kids, you fat a**, you feelin' threatened) How can non-players do it? (you know who I'm talking bout) Teddy Riley, who? Puffy? who? Puffy, I read your little interview buddy, c'mon You still ain't touching us, all that peace talk I don't care if you kiss my a** from here to across the street, boy It's on! Toss it up, we took you on And we took y'all beat (toss it up) You know who beat we took, and we took y'all beat Cause you wasn't rocking it right! (toss it up now) Tired of s**ers rocking beats that don't belong to them, toss it up, it's on, it's out there now, it's our beat now Yeah, toss it up now!