Tha Alkaholiks - Bottoms Up Lyrics

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Yes yes yes yes yes yeah

Back to drown ya'll motherfuckaz

Who we got we got we got

We got the liks we got the liks we got the liks

'cause mc's in ninety-five mc's in ninety-five

Mc's in ninety-five that think they rock like

Mc's in ninety-five mc's in ninety-five

Mc's in ninety-five that swear they rock live

Mc's in ninety-five they need way more rehearsin'

They write they booty lyrics then they add they little curse in

You're not a true hip-hop person

Spend a little time with your rhymes and quit makin' wack versions

I send this shit out to all them niggaz from that group

With the ninety minute demo sounding just like snoop

You better bizzay your ass up out my rhyme zone

'fore i leave you on the ground broke up like pine cones

You're rootin' and tootin' but ain't did no shootin'

While the freshest hip-hop it curses verses like a wicked witch

Disaster cock the rhyme flows back to kill

To get me out your system takes more than golden seal

'cause i bust so many flows i gotta file my shit in columns

While mc's be goin' down like olympiads that slalom rock-bottom

I got 'em left without no watchers

While i be housin' niggaz like they put up for adoption

I rock loaded i never get promoted

But through the bullshit my crew stays devoted

While you be bustin' lyrics bout the funs y'all niggaz toted

I'll be standin' like a b-boy with both arms folded

But no excuses i still get the loosest

When rico's in the house tryin' to grab the mic and juice this

So back the fuck up like we told you last time

'cause it's the liks in the house with the ninety-five rhymes

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We can do our thing bottoms up

(we can do our thing)

We can do our thing bottoms up

(we can do our thing)

We can do our thing bottoms up

(we can do our thing)

We can do our thing bottoms up

(we can do our thing)

I wake up kill a roach call the homies hit some weights

Reminisce about the shows we did in forty-eight states

Banned in the rest but we was on tour with who

De la and quest we made the crowd say yes

(yes)

Now it's like fuck make room

Move your ass out my way bay bee bay bee

With all these hoes around clown why you wanna bang?

Let's have a celebration like kool and the gang

I bring it all the way back like a punk return

I rock some spots and call more shots than chick hearns

The only mc i like is amante

I was drinkin' asi spumante witcha auntie

Bust them lyrics shots from the akg

When it comes to style and finesse i'm the epitome

Hit a beat make 'em all retire flyer

Higher than a jet like stet i'm on fire

'causin' pain like a runaway train you don't stop

Drop the track now watch it flow back to the top

I'm the j r o not j e r u

And you know what we came to do bottoms up

We can do our thing bottoms up

(we can do our thing)

When you hear screams that means king tee walked in

The advertisement and that nigga's bent

Raise up off the wall bitches last call

Ready for the ruckus pushin' motherfuckers off the stage

Teela's got a brand new gauge

So make room for the crew with beats that

I got a complex i guess i bust best with stress

A mess don't bring that shit to the west 'cause

Uhh i bring drama like jeffery dahmer

Choppin' up mc's with they mama

Ah-hah oops i made a funny with the dozens

The one-est who busts rough rhymes for the cousins

Super nigga's comin' faster than a bullet

Leapin' over buildings wavin' at the children

And don't even trip 'cause the alkaholiks funk don't cease

Tash i'm up out this piece

We can do our thing bottoms up

(we can do our thing)

We can do our thing bottoms up

(we can do our thing)

We can do our thing bottoms up

(we can do our thing)

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