Anotha Round Lyrics - Singles - Tha Liks

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