[Segue from "Hail Mary"]

[Intro: 2Pac]

(Makaveli the Don)

The money behind the dreams

My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin' war we got

(Makaveli the Don)

My other Capo in this big-ass

Conglomerate called Death Row (Makaveli the Don)

Snoop motherfuckin' Dogg, Tha Doggfather

And who we hear comin' through right now? (Makaveli the Don)

Makaveli the Don

Feel this, Killuminati

(Toss that up)

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

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 a love zone, stuck in the lust

I got the bedroom shaking, back-breaking

When we're tossing it up

[Verse 2: Danny Boy & JoJo]

Feel this baby, I like the way it's going down

When nobody's around, slip-slide ride

Giving me that nice smile

The thing I like, what I want to 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, baby

The sexy way you tease me, shorty

The way you move your body

It 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

[Chorus: Danny Boy & JoJo]

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

Let me see you toss it up

[Post-Chorus: Danny Boy & JoJo]

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

[Verse 3: K-Ci & Aaron Hall]

Oh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm, that want you lady

Oh, don't act so shady

Baby, your taste is fine as gravy

The way you move that thing

You make me wanna sing

Girl, you make my bells ring

Make them go ting-a-ling!

Nasty man, I'm here again

Don't want it to ever end

It's feeling too good

Give me some more, oh lady, lady

Your body the kind I like, a

Big booty, titillating delight

Back it up, yo, let me in there

Toss it up for me

[Chorus: K-Ci & Aaron Hall]

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

Let me see you toss it up

So won't you play on

[Verse 4: 2Pac]

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, searchin' for paydays

No longer Dre Day, arrivederci

Blown and forgotten, rotten for plottin' child's play

Check your sexuality, as fruity as this Alizé

Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move

Cross Death Row, now who you gon' run to?

Laugh at you 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?

Brothers 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

[Outro: 2Pac, K-Ci & Aaron Hall]

On and on, yeah, and on

Let me see you toss it up (Toss it up)

Won't you toss it up (Yeah, no doubt)

Won't you toss it up, yeah (Let me see you toss it up)

Play on player, play on

Yeah (Let me see you toss it up)

Let me see you toss it up

How can some non-players do a song about tossin' it up, do a player song?

(Ay Lil' Kim, you ain't little no more, you ain't check the weight scale lately have you?)

How can non-players do that?

(You are not little Kim, you fat bitch, get it straight)

(You know who I'm talkin' 'bout)

Teddy Riley?

Who?

Puffy, I read your little interview (Who?) buddy, c'mon

You still ain't touching us, all that peace talk

I don't care if you kiss my ass from here to across the street, boy

It's on! Toss it up, we took you on

And we took y'all beat (Toss it up)

You know who beat we took, and we took y'all beat

'Cause you wasn't rocking it right! (Toss it up now)

Tired of suckers rocking beats that don't belong to them, toss it up, it's on, it's out there now, it's our beat now

Yeah, toss it up now!