Artist: Makaveli
Album:  The Don Killuminati The 7 Day Theory
Song:   03 Toss It Up
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Lord have mercy, Father help us all
Since you supplied your phone number I can't help but call
Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin kickin back
Got ya curious for thug passion, now picture that
Tongue kissin hand full of hair look in my eyes
Time to make the bed rock baby look how it rise
Me and you movin in the nude do it in the living room
Sweatin up the sheets it's the thug in me
I mean no disrespect and 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 gettin busy in the parking lot
And don't you like it how I lick your hips and glide
Kiss you soft on your stomach push my love inside
Got ya lost in a love zone stuck in the lust
I got the bedroom shakin back breakin when we're tossin' it up 

What's your phone number I get around
Cali love to my true thugs picture me now
Still down for that Deathrow sound, searchin for pay days
No longer Dre day, arivederche
Long and forgotten, rotten for plottin-child's play
Check your sexuality, as fruity as this alize
Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move
Cross Deathrow now who you gonna run to
Loving those suckers cuz you similiar
Pretendin to be hard, oh my God, check your temperature
Screamin Compton but you can't return, you ain't heard
Brothas pissed cuz you switched and escaped to the burbs
Mob on to this new era cuz we untouchable
Still can't believe that you got Pac rushin, uppin you
Bless the real all the rest get killed
Who can you trust only time reveals... toss it up!

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