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Da Da Da Da Lyrics - Singles - Tha Liks

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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 

We drink a lot, smoke a lot, da da da da, da da da da 

 

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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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