2Pac – Temptations Lyrics

Temptations

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"Temptations." - 2Pac

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 07:46 am

Album: Greatest Hits

Track No: 03

Yo, Mo Bee, man, drop that shit
You know what time it is
Boo-yaow! I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh, throw up that finger
Hey, yo, yo, yo, throw y'all fingers up
Thug style, baby, thug style, you know?
Tell me, baby, are you lonely?
Don't wanna rush ya, I can help ya if ya only
Let me touch ya, If I'm wrong, love, tell me
'Cause I get caught up in the life I live is Hell, see
I never thought I'd see the day when I would calm down
You ain't heard, I've been know to clown and get around
That's my word, see you walkin' and you lookin' good
Yes indeed, got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin' me
With your attitude to match, right?
Don't be phony 'cause I hate it when you act like
You don't know me, I been stressin' in the spotlight
I want the fame, but the industry's a lot like a crap game
Ain't no time for commitment, I gotta go
Can't be with you every minute, miss another show
And even though I'm known for my one night stands (Look here)
I wanna be an honest man
But temptations go
Throw up the finger
All the homies go
Give 'em the finger
You know what, baby, it's like
I know you've been searchin' for someone
To make you happy and get the job done
You say you needed a man with money
But I can't be there, and will you still care?
Will I cheat or will I be committed? Heaven knows
Gettin' weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go
In my ride and I'm all in
Gettin' high, I can hear the people callin'
I'm passin' by, everybody knows I'm ballin'
Hand to God, gotta keep myself from fallin'
But it's hard, all the cuties know I'm under pressure
What do I do? Gettin' shaky when she pull her dress up
And say it's cool, should I stroke or should I wait a while?
You decide, if you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie
Move closer, let me whisper some dirty words
In your ears as I kiss ya on every curve
Slow down, baby, don't rush, I like it slow
Can't hold it any longer, so let it go
Open the gates to your waterfall up in Heaven
And don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard was
Give 'em the finger
All the homies go
Throw your fingers up
That's just the thug in me, girl, you know (Peep out all my homies)
You know, it's like
I know you've been searchin' for someone
To make you happy and get the job done
You say you needed a man with money
But I can't be there and will you still care?
A lot of people think it's easy
To settle down, got a woman that'll please me
In every town, I don't wanna but I gotta do it
The temptation got me ready to release the fluid, sensation
Sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand
'Cause even thugs get lonely, understand
Even the hardest of my homies need attention
Catch you blowin' up the telephone, reminiscin'
I wanna take you to the movies and the park
A quiet spot for you to do me in the dark
Now that it's passion, hold me tight
Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight
I know your man ain't lovin' you right
You're lonely and depressed, you need a thug in your life
Enough talkin', you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin'
See you later, 'cause, baby, I'm a player, and all I heard was
Go head
Give 'em the finger
All the homies go (Yo, this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey, you know?)
Throw your fingers up (You know? Aye, but peep this, this how we run game on 'em)
Check it out
Everybody, hey, all, alright
Hey, hey, yeah, hey, oh
All my **** go, uptown in the
Give 'em the finger
Throw your hands up
Give 'em the finger

Writer(s): R. Noble, Garry Shider, Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman, George Clinton, Shirley Murdock, Osten Harvey Jr., David Spradley, Easy Mo Bee & 2Pac.

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