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2009-07-22

Hit Run

'€œBaby, do me a favor, call up Xzibit for me'€ '€œAllo?'€, '€œHello, Xzibit?'€, '€œYeah, yeah, what's up?'€ '€œHold on one second, okay?'€, '€œAlright'€ '€œXzibit?'€, '€œHey, what's up?'€, '€œIt's Ron, Hightower'€ '€œAh, what's up, dude, what's going down?'€ '€œHey, nigga, it ain't nothing but a party'€ '€œYo, shit, it's going down?'€, '€œHey, let me tell you something I got some ladies over here, you know'€ '€œHi, Xzibit'€, '€œWhat's up?'€, '€œHehe, 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 in person'€ '€œAh, alright, you want me to bring you something'€ '€œHey, bring yourself, I'm sure they can handle the rest You know what I mean?'€ '€œYeah, yeah, alright, I'll be over there in a minute'€ '€œPeace'€, '€œAlright'€ It's a lazy Sunday night, Xzibit posted at the lab Getting high as a kite, proceed to roll the light It's real tight in a paper, Philly Blunts I don't need It might f**k off the taste of this bomb a*s weed My nigga Tango and Breeze Came through, we blaze a few Together bored as f**k, 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 nothing, just a lotta nutting f**king plus d**k s*cking Goddamn, who was that? Half black with the fat a*s Too much to ask if you can put them on the gla*s (For me) My name's Xzibit, I ain't trying to spit game Just tell me your name and the proportions of your frame (38, 26, 32) That's right Xzibit now has it popping on Sunday night I don't wanna save 'em, pay 'em or buy clothes All we really wanna do is try to f**k these hoes I don't wanna save 'em, pay 'em or buy clothes All we really wanna do is try to f**k these hoes You knew the game and you still ended up on your back Bitches get laid like tracks, break it down like that With stacks of prophylactics Got ill tactics just to get you on the mattress like yo With minimal conversation, no time wasting Only hard penetration, getting shiners on recliners Cumming in your faces, stop, get on top I take your mind different places Won't be satisfied 'til 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 talking about I don't wanna save 'em, pay 'em or buy clothes All we really wanna do is try to f**k these hoes I don't wanna save 'em, pay 'em or buy clothes All we really wanna do is try to f**k these hoes I don't wanna save 'em, pay 'em or buy clothes All we really wanna do is try to f**k these hoes I don't wanna save 'em, pay 'em or buy clothes All we really wanna do is try to f**k these hoes