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    2PAC

    All Eyez On Me 1996 ©

    Ratha Be Ya Nigga

    Pac

    Hey

    What's happening

    Not motherfucking double R, Richie Rich

    What's happening baby, you know how we do it

    Yeah nigga, you know I'm up out this bitch
    It's time for me to uhhh regulate

    Fo' sho', hey

    Observe

    and you ain't going back

    Nah nah nah, we got to show these motherfuckers what's up though

    This is for the honeys, the superstar

    I don't want to be her man, I want to be her nigga
    You feel me?

    Well let em know



    You fucking wit niggas that's insecure, watered down, my shit is pure
    Write down my number but don't call me til you sure
    I ain't beggin just trying to relocate between ya legs
    Drippin wet, as we experiment in sweaty sex
    When you met me you wouldn't let me, and now
    you straight beggin to sex me got you undressing to test me and uhh..

    Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
    When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
    You want a nigga, but think that you can't have a nigga
    Don't cheat yourself, instead treat yourself
    If you scared go to church, I know it hurts
    To find out me and your man be sharing skirts

    I hoping you don't take this the wrong way
    But your body is bangin got me attracted in a strong way
    After a long day of trying to make my songs pay
    Making love all day against the wall in the hallway
    Ya fantasies come alive, ya heart rate
    shall increase when we meet up in this dark place
    You might think you're happy with him
    but that's a lie, so give this Thug a try
    I'd rather be ya nigga



    I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A
    So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day
    It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a Thug in your life
    Cause busters ain't loving you right




    Look, now you was sprung from the introduction
    My conversation's full of game yet laced with seductions
    I see ya blushing like ya want somethin, come get a taste
    of America's Most Wanted and let's get into some touching, erotic fucking
    My up and down with no interruptions
    have no intentions of bustin until you learn ya lesson
    Now many questions are often asked, a drop top, 500 Benz
    and plenty cash, to help a nigga get the ass

    You can ride out the spoke coke, to get your lobster and crab
    Cause all I got is conversation and a gang of stab
    and I'm gonna listen when it hurts, I'm gonna hang out but never stay
    Smoke blunts but leave them stunts up to Super Dave
    I'll be your nigga, as long as we can understand
    that I's the nigga whose spoke coke can be the man
    He wine and dine, but me and you we whine and grind
    And when I'm on the field keep him on the sidelines





    Now it's time for the moment of truth, I got ya naked
    Totally sweating, let's see how hot I can make it
    Tongue kissing til yo' head swang, I'm so into you
    Witness a nigga make the bed bang
    If it's all mine, then let me know, now scream my name out
    Do you want it fast or shall I hit it slow?
    Not to mention, the multiple positions I inflict
    A boss player, freaky motherfucker, can addict

    Uhh, it's on and poppin, now you seed what I was seeing
    Why yo' eyes rolling, Luke seen ya girl I ain't going
    nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there
    While he's stressed out and knock I stretch out the cock
    Hold the boots, and let the nigga execute
    And though you got it right, I'm going home tonight

    You say you don't need a man, but I don't care
    You in the presence of a player, I'd rather be ya nigga

    1996 ©




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