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2Pac - I Get Around
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Vocals
Money B.
Money B.
Vocals
Shock G
Shock G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shirley Murdock
Shirley Murdock
Songwriter
Larry Troutman
Larry Troutman
Songwriter
Roger Troutman
Roger Troutman
Songwriter
Ronald Brooks
Ronald Brooks
Songwriter
Gregory Jacobs
Gregory Jacobs
Songwriter
Tupac Shakur
Tupac Shakur
Songwriter
The Piano Man
The Piano Man
Arranger
D.J. Fuze
D.J. Fuze
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
D-Flow Production Squad
D-Flow Production Squad
Producer
Afeni Shakur
Afeni Shakur
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Aww, yeah (Round and round) (Round it go) I get around Still clown with tha underground When we come around (Round and round) (Round it go) Stronger than ever Back to get wreck All respect to those who break they neck To keep they hoes in check Cuz, hoes, they sweat a brotha majorly and I don't know why, your girl keeps paging me She tell me that she needs me Cries when she leaves me And every time she sees me, she squeeze me Lady take it easy Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me I don't want it if it's that easy Ehh yo bus it, baby got a problem saying bye bye Just another hazard of a fly guy You ask why, it don't matter My pockets got fatter Now everybodys looking for the ladder And ain't no need in be greedy If you wanna see me Try a beeper number baby when you need me And I'll be there in a jiffy Don't be picky just be happy with this quicky But when you learn, you can't tie me down Baby doll, check it out I get around Whatcha mean, ya don't know (Round and round) (Round it go) I get around The underground just don't stop for hoes I get around (Round and round) (Round it go) I get around Hey yo Shock, let them hoes know Now you can tell from my everday fits, I aint rich So cease and desist with them tricks (tricks) I'm just another black man caught up in the mix (mix) Trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents (A dime and a nickel) Just cuz I'm a freak Don't mean that we could hit the sheets Baby, I can see, that you don't recognize me I'm Shock-G, the one who put the satin on your panties Never knew a hooker that could sham me I get around What's up love, how you doin'? (alright) Well I've been hangin' sangin', tryin' to do my thang Oh, you heard that I was bangin" Your home girl you went to school with That's cool, but did she tell you about her sister And your cousin thought I wasn't See, weekends was made for michelob But it's a monday, my day So just let me hit it, yo And don't mistake my statement for a clown We can keep on the down low long as you know That I get around (Round and round) (Round it go) 2pacalypse now, don't stop for hoes I get around (Round and round) (Round it go) Why I aint called you (hahaha please) Fingertips on the hips as I dip Gotta get a tight grip, don't slip Loose lips, sank ships, it's a trip I love the way she licks her lips See me jockin' Put a little twist in her hips Cuz Im watchin' Conversations on the phone 'Till the break of dawn Now we all alone, why the lights on? Turn em off, time to set it off Get you wet n soft Somethings on your mind, let it off You don't know me You just met me You wont let me Well if I couldnt have it, (silly rabbit) Why you sweatin' me? Its a lot of real Gs doin' time Cuz a groupy bit the trooper told a lie You picked the wrong guy Baby if you're too fly You need to hit the door Search for a new guy Cuz I only got one night in town Break down or be clowned Baby doll are you down? I get around
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Larry Troutman, Roger Troutman, Gregory E. Jacobs, Shirley Murdock, Ronald R. Brooks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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