Tha Alkaholiks - The Flute Song (Lalala) lyrics
[Tha Alkaholiks - The Flute Song Lalala lyrics]
So exotic, so melodic
E-Swift - so motherfuckin, Alkaholik
If you see me and you know me
Come and holla at'cha homey
And show me some lo oooooooooooo-ve
If you see me and you know me
Come and holla at'cha homey
And roll me some bu-uuuuuuuuuuuu-ud
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
At least buy a nigga a drink or somethin
Party people! Woo! Let me explain it
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
At least buy a nigga a drink or somethin
Party people! Woo! Let me explain it
Aiyyo guns don't kill people
People kill people
Tash he cracks hoes cause Rico's still Rico
Swift is still Sweezy, Grams is still J-Ro
We still don't give a fuck
So don't move until we say so
Aight, do yo' dance
While I bust like Christian
Slater in True Romance
Let's get it on motherfuckers
Time is tickin in here
I'm on the same shit as Luda
Strictly "Chicken and Beer"
What a diet, you should try it
Tash rock like Quiet Riot
If I'm buyin out the bar
That means I'm really tryin to buy it
If I'm lyin I'm flyin
Half y'all niggas don't deserve me
Holla if you heard me
Holla if you niggas can't serve me
(OHHH ohhh) From the pit to the booth
CaTash is like Beanie
Straight spittin "The Truth"
Six albums the proof a nigga's
Workin harder at it
We've been doin this since Raider hats
Curls and Starter jackets (c'mon)
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
You know you can't party like us
So stop tryin
You know you ain't shot nobody, so stop lyin
We like to get money
Get drunk and smoke weed
Tha Alkaholiks nigga, just what the game need
Tha Liks get you spaced out
J-Ro never take the safe route
Bring beef to your house
Like a Chinese takeout
You couldn't see me if you was
Out back on a stakeout
If I went out the back
Of the Outback Stakehouse
With the Priest Holmes fakeout
Stay in the cut
Like when? scored a breakout
Girls wanna play house, and play spouse
I just pull my snake out, tell 'em play mouth
The kush make me fade out into oblivion
Green and moist like amphibians
Deeply meridian
Mississippi, I'll get Missy tipsy
Sport Timberlands and dickies
In a spank white crispy
Hoes are so tricky, but I keep the upper hand
I bring sand to the beach and
Just leave with more sand
The Ro-Gram work hard to make 'em understand
Now they realize that I'm the man
And they're singin
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
Aiyyo Cali's in the building
We collectin the rent
We at the bar takin shots like 50 Cent
(G-G-G-G-G) Them niggas is nice
Don't think twice
I'm so cold, I ain't even gotta rock ice
I'm so real, every time I touch the mic
I'm certified sick, DJ's get the chills
When they play me in the mix, Alkaholiks
Your number one West coast Hip-Hop artist
Been puttin shit down since
The day we started you won't realize it 'til
We gone and departed
I made my mark, niggas can't erase it
Trademark sound comin straight
Out the basement
You can't replace it, it's too distinguished
Invest my money in gold like Olde English
E-Swift provided the beat, and that's me
I might slang you a track and
Kick a verse for free
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
E-Swift - so motherfuckin, Alkaholik
If you see me and you know me
Come and holla at'cha homey
And show me some lo oooooooooooo-ve
If you see me and you know me
Come and holla at'cha homey
And roll me some bu-uuuuuuuuuuuu-ud
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
At least buy a nigga a drink or somethin
Party people! Woo! Let me explain it
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
At least buy a nigga a drink or somethin
Party people! Woo! Let me explain it
Aiyyo guns don't kill people
People kill people
Tash he cracks hoes cause Rico's still Rico
Swift is still Sweezy, Grams is still J-Ro
We still don't give a fuck
So don't move until we say so
Aight, do yo' dance
While I bust like Christian
Slater in True Romance
Let's get it on motherfuckers
Time is tickin in here
I'm on the same shit as Luda
Strictly "Chicken and Beer"
What a diet, you should try it
Tash rock like Quiet Riot
If I'm buyin out the bar
That means I'm really tryin to buy it
If I'm lyin I'm flyin
Half y'all niggas don't deserve me
Holla if you heard me
Holla if you niggas can't serve me
(OHHH ohhh) From the pit to the booth
CaTash is like Beanie
Straight spittin "The Truth"
Six albums the proof a nigga's
Workin harder at it
We've been doin this since Raider hats
Curls and Starter jackets (c'mon)
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
You know you can't party like us
So stop tryin
You know you ain't shot nobody, so stop lyin
We like to get money
Get drunk and smoke weed
Tha Alkaholiks nigga, just what the game need
Tha Liks get you spaced out
J-Ro never take the safe route
Bring beef to your house
Like a Chinese takeout
You couldn't see me if you was
Out back on a stakeout
If I went out the back
Of the Outback Stakehouse
With the Priest Holmes fakeout
Stay in the cut
Like when? scored a breakout
Girls wanna play house, and play spouse
I just pull my snake out, tell 'em play mouth
The kush make me fade out into oblivion
Green and moist like amphibians
Deeply meridian
Mississippi, I'll get Missy tipsy
Sport Timberlands and dickies
In a spank white crispy
Hoes are so tricky, but I keep the upper hand
I bring sand to the beach and
Just leave with more sand
The Ro-Gram work hard to make 'em understand
Now they realize that I'm the man
And they're singin
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
Aiyyo Cali's in the building
We collectin the rent
We at the bar takin shots like 50 Cent
(G-G-G-G-G) Them niggas is nice
Don't think twice
I'm so cold, I ain't even gotta rock ice
I'm so real, every time I touch the mic
I'm certified sick, DJ's get the chills
When they play me in the mix, Alkaholiks
Your number one West coast Hip-Hop artist
Been puttin shit down since
The day we started you won't realize it 'til
We gone and departed
I made my mark, niggas can't erase it
Trademark sound comin straight
Out the basement
You can't replace it, it's too distinguished
Invest my money in gold like Olde English
E-Swift provided the beat, and that's me
I might slang you a track and
Kick a verse for free
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Laahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhh