Tom: Bb minor
Verse 1
A
C#
Ay, what time is it, nigga?
C
Oh, shit, twelve o 'clock.
Am
Oh, shit, gotta get the fuck out of here.
C
Nigga, it's check -out time, nigga.
Dm
F
Ay, call Karell, call Dad's room,
C
call shit, call all the niggas,
tell them to meet him downstairs.
Dm
Tell him about late break,
C
Am
Ay, Karell, y 'all niggas drivin',
C
y flyin' back, what's up?
F
Man, I'm rollin', man, fuck that.
Am
Ay, Psyche, nigga, come on, man,
C
Dm
F
get up out the bathroom, fool, let's go.
Am
Now I'm up early in the mornin'
C
Breath stinkin' as I'm yawnin'
Dm
C
Just another sunny day in California
Am
I got my mind fo cused
While I'm at the sexy capers
F
Give a holla to them hooties
Last night I tried to break
C
Lyrics take us, must room all up in Vegas
C
death before I let these bitches break us
Am
C
Last night was like a fantasy,
Alize and Hennessy
Dm
A hoochie and a homie,
C
dirty dancin' with my man and me
Am
Told her I was interested,
C
picture all the shit we did
Dm
C
I caught a hot and horny all up on me,
Am
C
Heard you argued and I spited,
Dm
see you lick me where I like it
Am
it don't matter, just don't bite it
C
I never got to check out the scene,
a hole in your jeans
C
Am
Now it seems it's checkout time
C
Dm
F
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, go,
Am
C
Dm
gotta go, gotta go, gotta go,
F
C
gotta go, go
Dm
C
They label me an outlaw,
so it's time for the panty rape
Dm
My fantasies came true,
when Janet on the mend I escapaded
Am
Did it all in too soon,
C
F
all the homies running through
the halls room to room
Am
So I assume since I'm a player
like my niggas psyched
C
Dm
Then it's only right for me
C
to disappear into the night
Am
My games trumped tight,
C
so I find time to recline
F
Sneak in your room, instant massage,
Am
sip wines of all kinds
C
I ain't got that much time,
F
so hurry up and pop the Don
And let me hit it from behind,
Am
since I'm only here for one night
C
F
Dm
I got to get you hot an d heated,
play like Michael Jackson and beat it
Am
One more thing I like to mention
F
Cause there's someone else
who deserves my attention
Am
So all the homies round
Cause busting bitches is a hobby
Am
Nigga, it's checkout time
F
C
Ay yo man, pop,
F
ay where the fuck his dad's at man?
Am
This nigga locked up with some pussy
F
Dm
Don't even wan na leave
F
Dm
Yo man, it's checkout time
Am
C
It's time to get out this motherfucker
You see them bitches?
Am
C
Dm
F
We gotta go
Am
C
I'm livin' the life of a boss player
Dm
The front desk callin',
C
F
but I'm checkin' out later
C
Am
My behavior's crazy for
Dm
F
they'd say you tried to fade me
Em
Am
C
I'm puttin' in work, but didn't hurt
from the jacuzzi to the bed
Dm
F
Caressin' your thoughts,
cause I'm livin' fed
Passion is crashin' the room
F
From the liquor we consume,
I heard a boom
C
Am
C
I'm blackin' out , you yellin' out,
big psych daddy
Dm
F
We did it in the caddy,
on the highway, my way
C
and so it seemed to be the night
Dm
F
Five bottles of crystal and I'm still tight
C
Out of sight from pocket corrupt
Dm
As I get it up, once the doors close,
C
you're stuck
Am
In a heaty, sticky situation
C
Dm
F
Get up, baby, you ain't on vacation
It's checkout time
Am
F
We gotta go, we gotta go, gotta go
Am
C
Dm
F
We gotta go,
C
Where my motherfuckin' draw
ers and shit at, man?
F
You and y 'all niggas was in here
partying too fuckin' much
Am
C
The fuck y 'all doing, nigga?
Dm
C'mon, go tell Daz, Manny,
Bogart,
F
Dm
and the rest of them niggas
Dm
C
Brought that song, callin' me,
F
C
tellin' me to get the hell outta here, man
Am
C
I ain't got no more money,
somebody loan me a hundred
F
Am
C
We gotta go, we gotta go
Dm
Am
F
We gotta go,
C
Dm
F
Am
C
F
we gotta go...
C
Dm
F
Am
C
F
Am
C
Dm
F
we gotta go...
C
Am
C
F
We gotta go
Am
C
Dm
F
We, hey
Am
C
Dm
F
We, we gotta go
Dm
F
Am
F
Oh
C
F
C
Am
C
We gotta go
Dm
F
C
Oh
Dm
F
Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Dm
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