[intro]:
[hightower]: baby, do me a favor, call up xzibit for me.
[xzibit]: allo?
[girl]: hello, xzibit?
[xzibit]: yeah, yeah, whatand's up?
[girl]: hold on one second ok?
[xzibit]: alright
[hightower]: xzibit?
[xzibit]: hey, whatand's up?
[hightower]: itand's ron, hightower.
[xzibit]: ah, whatand's up dude, whatand's goinand' down?
[hightower]: eh nigga, it ainand't nothinand' but a party!
[xzbibit]: yoo! shit itand's goinand' down?
[hightower]: hey, let me tell you something.
i got some ladies over here, you know...
[girl]: hi xzibit!
[xzibit]: whatand's up?
[hightower]: he he, see what iand'm saying.
they were just trying, you know, to tell you hello and shit
but listen why donand't you do this
when youand're done over there, why donand't you come here and shit
you know what iand'm saying?
that way they can tell you hello on person
[xzibit]: ah alrihgt, you want me to bring you somethinand'
[hightower]: hey, bring yourself, iand'm sure they can handle the rest
you know what i mean?
[xzibit]: yeah yeah, alright, iand'll be over there in a minute.
[hightower]: peace!
[xzibit]: alright
[verse one]:
[xzibit]:
itand's a lazy sunday night
xzibit posted at the lab
gettinand' high as a kite
proceed to rolll the light
itand's real tight
in a paper philly blunts i donand't need
it might fuck off the taste
of this bomb ass weed
my nigga tango and breeze
came thru we blaze a few
together bored as fuck
niggas 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
donand't say nothinand'
just a lota nuttinand'
fuckinand' plus dick suckinand'
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 nameand's xzibit
i aintand' tryinand' to spit game
just tell me your name
and the proportions of your frame
[38-26-32]
thatand's right
xzibit now has it poppinand' on sunday night
[chorus]: (2x)
i donand't wanna save and'em
pay emand' or buy clothes
all we really wanna do
is try to fuck these hoes
[verse two]:
[rass kass]:
you knew the game
and you still ended up on your back...
[xzibit]:
bitches 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 wastinand'
only hard penetration
gettinand' shiners on recliners
cumminand' in your faces
stop! get on top
i take your mind different places
wonand't be satisfied till i hit every race
color and creed in deed
all i need is weed a fly steez
who ainand'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
nigga thatand's the kinda shit that iand'm talkinand' about
[chorus]: (4x)
i donand't wanna save emand'
pay emand' or buy clothes
all we really wanna do
is try to fuck these hoes
