Tha Alkaholiks - Best U Can lyrics

We know the fuck y'all really want
Y'all want us right, right?

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 homegirlies
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 niggas look astounded
Dom P? Hell naj, that shit a waste of money
We drink that Cristal, Dom P be tastin funny
You a Likwit 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
(we) know (know)
What (what) y'all (y'all) broads (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 you 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 you 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 you can

Yo i know you want me little mama
But tell me what you think about
Girls like you drain a
Motherfucker bank account
The cars, the ice, the clothes, the dough
All that for slidin down
A motherfuckin 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 hoes
Drop them fat back down to the flo'
Do it for the dough, pro-fessional
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 you 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 you can