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    [Intro]:

    [Hightower]: Baby, do me a favor, call up Xzibit for me.
    [Xzibit]: Allo?
    [Girl]: Hello, Xzibit?
    [Xzibit]: Yeah, yeah, what's up?
    [Girl]: Hold on one second ok?
    [Xzibit]: Alright
    [Hightower]: Xzibit?
    [Xzibit]: Hey, what's up?
    [Hightower]: It's Ron, Hightower.
    [Xzibit]: Ah, what's up dude, what's goin' down?
    [Hightower]: Eh nigga, it ain't nothin' but a party!
    [Xzbibit]: Yoo! shit it's goin' down?
    [Hightower]: Hey, let me tell you something.
    I got some ladies over here, you know...
    [Girl]: Hi Xzibit!
    [Xzibit]: What's up?
    [Hightower]: He he, see what I'm saying.
    They were just trying, you know, to tell you hello and shit
    But listen why don't you do this
    When you're done over there, why don't you come here and shit
    You know what I'm saying?
    That way they can tell you hello on person
    [Xzibit]: Ah alrihgt, you want me to bring you somethin'
    [Hightower]: Hey, bring yourself, I'm sure they can handle the rest
    You know what I mean?
    [Xzibit]: Yeah yeah, alright, I'll be over there in a minute.
    [Hightower]: Peace!
    [Xzibit]: Alright

    [Verse One]:

    [Xzibit]:
    It's a lazy Sunday night
    Xzibit posted at the lab
    Gettin' high as a kite
    Proceed to rolll the light
    It's real tight
    In a paper Philly Blunts I don'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
    Don't say nothin'
    Just a lota nuttin'
    Fuckin' plus dick suckin'
    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 name's Xzibit
    I aint' tryin' to spit game
    Just tell me your name
    And the proportions of your frame
    [38-26-32]
    That's right
    Xzibit now has it poppin' on Sunday night

    [Chorus]: (2x)
    I don't wanna save 'em
    Pay em' 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 mattress like yo
    [girl moaning in background]
    With minimal conversation
    No time wastin'
    Only hard penetration
    Gettin' shiners on recliners
    Cummin' in your faces
    Stop! Get on top
    I take your mind different places
    Won't be satisfied till I hit every race
    Color and creed in deed
    All I need is weed a fly steez
    Who ain'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 that's the kinda shit that I'm talkin' about

    [Chorus]: (4x)
    I don't wanna save em'
    Pay em' or buy clothes
    All we really wanna do
    Is try to fuck these hoes

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