Tha Liks

Let's get it pumped up, pumpin', the jump-off to jumpin'
Aiyyo I'm lookin' in your eyes you look a little drunkin' pumpkin
You buzzin', oh really, you faded kinda early
These my homeboys, introduce your home girlies

What's your name? Shirley, well this my nizzle swivel
He like the way you pop it, like the way your booty wiggle
Y'all 'bout it? We 'bout it, everybody crowd around it
Mouths hit the floor, all my niggaz look astounded

Dom P? Hell naj, that shit a waste of money
We drink that Cristal, Dom P be tastin' funny
You a Likqit bunny, and I'm Hugh Hef'
After Tash get to mackin', y'all can have who's left

'Cause, with this game, Tash legal and all
If ain't home, call me back
'Cause I've been screenin' my calls, all y'all gotta pause
'Cause we know what y'all broads really want

You know you want me mama, you want me to be your man
But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best U can
I can tell you want me mama, you want me to be your man
But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best U can

He's on his way to the club, puffin' on a dub
He never wait in line, 'cause he always get love
He's drinkin' it, drinkin' up, drikin' all the time
He can't hold it back, he's lookin' for a dime

He say two drinks and the ass is mine
She play dudes like him just passin' time
So they hop inside, the Cadillac
The chaffeur drove off, and it never came back

She say, ay daddy, do you like that?
He say, yeah mami, just like that
She say, you know I never did this before
He say, yeah, sure tell me more

Knock on wood grain, the whole hood sayin'
You give good brains, I ain't playin'
A little champagne, but no damn rain
And the next week it was the same damn thang

You know you want me mama, you want me to be your man
But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best U can
You know you want me mama, you want me to be your man
But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best U can, yeah

Yo I know you want me little mama, but tell me what you think about
Girls like you drain a bank account
The cars, the ice, the clothes, the dough
All that for slidin' down a pole?

I'm state of the art, you still playin' your part
A nigga like Tash'll make it pump from the start
Game pump from my heart like oil through a pipeline
You waitin' on some chips, you might wait like three lifetimes

Mack and Ro, crackin', crackin'
Drop them fat back down to the flo'
Do it for the dough, professional
Make a dude wanna blow his whole cash flow

You know you want me mama, I know you want me mama
You want me to be your man, show me you want me girl
Neptunes make it bounce around the world and back
Make you do the damn thang, when the club is packed, yeah

You know you want me mama, you want me to be your man
But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best U can
I can tell you want me mama, you want me to be your man
But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best U can, yeah

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Aiyyo tha Alkies set the trends that the whole world follow
Fuck a CD, fuck a tape, we should sell this shit in bottles
Are you a role model?
Not, ca tash'll steal yo' beat box
I drink cuss and smoke and sock niggaz with cheap shots

The gunner wonder man, wonder woman husband
The stunner fuck with us y'all niggaz must be buzzin'
I love it, we coulda been washed like dirty dishes
But the Genie in the Lamp gave Tash like 30 wishes

First I wished for health 'cause I be thinkin' 'bout myself
I be drinkin' by myself, livin' shrinkin' like an elf
Next I wished for wealth, 90 million in the bank account
Young niggaz with money, that's somethin' we need to think about

'Cause we could be the President, we could be the Senators
Right now niggaz think we just drug dealers and janitors
We big, that's big, we large, in charge
I told the Genie next I want a car like the stars

A Bentley, a coupe, a truck with the oop
With the three level seats for when it's time to scoop my group
I thirst, for loops, I told the Genie next
I want the King Tee albums plus Xzibit on cassette

Next, I told the Genie like it or not
Last wish I hope you die 'cause I want yo' spot
Tash come from rock bottom want funk beats we got 'em
I can bust my shit in spring you won't catch it 'till next autumn

We taught them niggaz how to rhyme this hot
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Babylon and chron' six foes on the line
Smashin' down Avalon like a ghetto amazon
Brown bagger; take it to the head like Marvin Haggler
Livin' underground like a badger

Wall to wall like a tagger, original pants sagger
Bite my rhymes and your whole grill might shatter
Remi and Hennessey, fuckin' up my bladder
If your girl say she know me then I probably got at her

Sometimes I'm hard to find like downtown parkin' spaces
I'ma be old and gray and still flirtatious
Remove my shoes for foot races, primitive man ate fish
But M C's are the latest on my dish mentally spacious

You didn't create this so you, naturally hate this
Wait Miss, do you like what you see? How do you rate this?
Relax I'm not a rapist just one of the greatest
Born winner hair full of basses opposite of weightless

Mastered the art of holdin' bottles double-fisted
X.O Hennessey fifth, unassisted
We not promotin' drinkin', we just havin' some fun
Fuck it, we drink in Appleton and Nantucket

Mashin' down Van Nuys, puffin' stress in the bucket
Ghetto hip hop for the public, you love it
At Lovitz, you love the Alkaholik wino
Pissin' off the strippers up in the spearmint rhinos
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Okay, here we go, original, liquor sto' flow
Ghetto non-mellow pissy drunk alkapella yo'
Average, everyday around the hood fellows
Though we always bring the ruckus we some wild motherfuckers

Niggaz call me CPR, I help rap music breathe
With beats and rhymes you wouldn't believe
What I did is that you couldn't conceive
With a ho on each sleeve with a crew of niggaz rollin' on D's

It's them Alkaholik niggaz flowin' with the toilet niggaz
Party crashin' raid-thrashin' beer-smashin' brolic niggaz
Peers drinkin' irrational thinkin' don't give a fuck about nuttin'
Blame it on the alcohol consumption

Yeah we overdid it, I had to admit it
It's tha Liquid, we underground rap music's prime ticket
Sick wid it, E-Swift be quick with it
Every time I spit it forget it, y'all need to quit it, sing it

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Lazy-ass gentlemans, quiet down quiet down please
I'd like to welcome all y'all intoxicated-ass niggaz
To the X.O. Experience
For this next selection was played on the forty ounce bottles
So without further adieu, please put yo' bottles to yo' lips
And bring to stage live on here tonight
The 40 Oz Quarter,gentlemans, take it away
Tash

Tash is known for the bangin bashs
So on the way out I be slangin aspirins
Hella friends we know said we short a couple sandwiches
They fucked theyself up and tried to sue us for damages
Spanish kids be passin us tequila
'Til we bagged they senoritas off them nine margaritas
We take 'em back to Filas, kick off our new Adidas
We off the chain, we off the hook, we off the motherfuckin meters
We off the we ahh we off that liquor with the with the
Ay, ay hold up man I'm seein
I'm seein pink elephants, blue clovers, and green stars
Ay man I'm up here fucked up man ay
That don't stop my flow
Ay straight up shout out to the West coast man
Thanks for supportin your boys through the years
It's been beers sweat and tears but we still here
The Likwid Crew, Columbus Ohio
Suave Management, Loud Records
All the homies coast to coast overseas and everywhere else man
I just wanna say that The Liks

Lazy-ass gentlemans may I have yo' drunk-ass attention please
Comin to you motherfuckers live on stage here tonight
I'd like to present the most intoxicated, most inbreezeiated
Most anpissipated, group of our time the 40 Oz, Quartet
Take it away, gentlemans

It's the cap twistin clique that get you sick off one sip
Of this concoction - pass it to a nigga like Stockton
Grape juice, Johnny Walker, Olde E, and Hennesey
So much Remi in my kidney they had to send me to Sidney
To find a remedy, from drinkin kegs all alone
I wish they'd leave my head alone, I'm just an alkie to the bone
They try to send me to AA, I said "Ay ay!"
Not today-day, I just bought a bottle of Tan-gueray-ray
But first I gots to finish, my eight ball and Guinness
I'm feelin so dry now man, I must replenish
Ohhhh I like the gir with the fat backs
But I be so damn wet I never get a chance to smack that
Straight out of order sign on the weenie
Wasted chips buyin a bitch a gang of apple martinis
I'm just a drunk (I can't help myself)
I'm just a drunk (Drinkin X.O. off the top shelf)
I'm just a drunk (No I can't help myself)
I'm just a drunk

Yeah, it's the return of three crunk mothafuckas
Huh huh, yeah, it's tha Liks
We gots Stan the guitar man in the house
Mothaplucka, uh, uh, say what?

I'm sick like a sore throat swallow, drunk act to follow
I'll make the whole bottle hollow, what a ride!
Rollin' wit' a open container, and one in the chamber
Ten Likwit CD's in the changer

Bettin' wages on the Lakers, yo' squad is in danger
Hoes go two ways these days like my pager
Say hoe, my name is J-Ro, oh, you didn't know? No
Well, fuck you then

I hang with cats, who chase rats, and kick tats
Hit the eightball like Minnesota Fats
Got more than biceps, relax
Pure hoes jockin' in the studio flats

When I'm in the house, take off the wave cap for hats
Got scully from a hoochie, with lips like Da Brat
Raised in the valley of the shadow of death
So I fear none, time to anty up for the beer run

And you know we are tha Alkaholiks
It's last call, can we get anotha round?
We are tha Alkaholiks
And I know ya like the way it's goin' down

So all the ladies to the limo, it's tha Alkaholik carpool
Lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow y'all niggas off your bar stool
We back, to wet'cha, the flawless, the wallus
Regardless of your colors, tha Liks or Alkaholiks

We the same three niggas that be makin' the noise
Doin' donuts in Ferrari's, like some drunk hot boys
Do or die fool! We straight from the home of where we spark from
Where the we'd all leave ya dizzy like a tranquilizer dart gun

The L, not to be confused with Tinseltown
Well, I made a million dollars off this shit I penciled down
Flashy-tashy, be gunnin' from the worsest alliance
And when I die, I'ma donate all my verses to science

Do the tango, while rappers get strangled by the loan shark
You be ridin' niggas dick, that's why you never make your own mark
I'm sober and justice, why this is my year
Screamin' "Party over here, fuck y'all over there!"
Party over here, fuck y'all over there!

We are tha Alkaholiks
It's last call, can we get anotha round?
We are tha Alkaholiks
And I know ya like the way it's goin' down

King Tee started it off, and then came tha Liks
Then Xzibit added hot done prada to the mix
Then Defari, "Hey you!" Comin' through, Likwit crew
And [incomprehensible] hits the brew, who can sin it?

To tha sin it, twisted and bent it, but if the funk ain't in it
My DJ always submitted to spin it
If I said it I meant it, don't get'cha mouth pin it and augmented
We feelin' with a penny, represent it

Aiyyo re-pre-sent, yo' re-si-dence
If it don't say Likwit, then you won't get bent

Aiyyo, dollars and cents, they make the world twist awkward
Got niggas in the hood, livin' next to they doctor
I'm a rowdy, mic-rocker, since the age of twenty-two
In the video, flossin', like this could be you

Likwit crew, do it up, 'til the wheels fall off it
Unlike these other niggas that had it and lost it
We stayed in the game, stayed hot, turned up the flame
Y'all know the name!

We are tha Alkaholiks
It's last call, can we get anotha round?
We are tha Alkaholiks
And I know ya like the way it's goin' down

We are tha Alkaholiks
It's last call, can we get anotha round?
We are tha Alkaholiks
And I know ya like the way it's goin' down
We are the Alkaholiks