2Pac – Toss It Up Lyrics

Toss It Up

2Pac

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"Toss It Up." - 2Pac

Monday, 26 October 2026, 07:19 am

Album: Greatest Hits

Track No: 09

Lord, have mercy, Father, help us all
Since you supplied your phone number, I can't help but call
Time for action, conversating, we relaxing, kicking back
Got you curious for thug passion, now picture that
Tongue-kissing, hand full of hair, look in my eyes
Time to make the bed rock, baby, look how it rise
Me and you moving in the nude, do it in the living room
Sweating up the sheets, it's the thug in me
I mean no disrespecting when I tongue-kiss your neck
I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect?
Late night, hit the highway, drop the top
I pull over, getting busy in the parking lot
And don't you love it how I lick your hips and glide?
Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside
Got you lost in the love zone, stuck in the lust
I got the bedroom shaking, back-breaking when we're tossing it up
Ooh, goodness, baby, I like the way it's going down
When nobody's around, slip, slide, ride
Giving me that nice smile
Ooh, girl, I like, what I wanna give all night
You and me alone, everybody's gone, toss it up
Baby, let's get it on
I like the way you please me, babe
The sexy way you tease me, yeah
The way you move your body really drives me crazy
Your body's hypnotizing
Your smell is so exciting
So, baby, come on home with me
I like the way you give it to me, baby
I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up
Said, I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up
I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up
Said, I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up
Play on, play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on, play on
Ooh, it's K-Ci, baby
Mmm, that want you lady
Oh, don't act so shady
Baby, your taste as fine as gravy
The way you move that thang
You make me wanna sang
Girl, you make my bells rang
Make them go, ting-a-ling
Every man here again
Don't want it to ever end
It's feeling too good
Give me some more, oh, lady, lady
Ooh, your body's the kind I like, ah
Big booty, titillating delight, ah
Back it up, yo, let me in there
Toss it up for me
I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up
I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up
I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it up
I like the way you give it to me
So won't you play on, oh yeah
How do you want it, what's your phone number? I get around
Cali love to my true thugs, picture me now
Still down for that Death Row sound, searching for paydays
No longer Dre Day, arrivederci
Blown and forgotten, rotten for plotting Child's Play
Check your sexuality, as fruity as this Alize
Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move
Cross Death Row, now who you gon' run to?
Looking for suckers 'cause you similar
Pretending to be hard, oh, my God, check your temperature
Screaming, Compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard?
Brother's pissed 'cause you switched and escaped to the burbs
Mob on to this new era 'cause we untouchable
Still can't believe that you got Pac rushing you
Up in you, bless the real, all the rest get killed
Who can you trust? Only time reveals, toss it up
Let me see you toss it up
Let me see you toss it up
Let me see you toss it up
Let me see you toss it up
Toss it up now, yeah, yeah
Toss it up now, yeah, yeah
Toss it up now

Writer(s): Cedric Hailey, Joel Hailey, 2Pac, Demetrius Shipp, Aaron Hall, Danny Boy Stewart & Reginald Moore.

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