| Hey, yo, gimme that microphone an' I’ma handle it
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| Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it
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| Alkaholiks in this bitch, about to handle it
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| Pass that weed, lil' mama, I can handle it
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| Back that ass up, bitch, I can handle it
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| Pass my drink, lil' nigga, I can handle it
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| Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it
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| It’s Likwit crew, nigga, we straight from Los Angeles
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| It’s the L, the I, the K, the Ss
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| We still the West’s freshest 'cause we started from the essence
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| Look, Ma, no hands, they gave us microphone stands
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| So I can stand with two bottles while I dance with the fans
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| Dance with me, press against me 'cause I’m reachin' out to grab it
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| Slappin' asses 'cause CaTashtrophe’s an Alkie chick magnet
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| I’m a beauty pageant judge with a glass full of buds
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| It’s one fifty nine, they’re tryin' to shut down the club
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| Last call for alcohol, unless you meet us at the after hours
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| Pull up to the front, yeah, baby girl, the house is ours
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| Don’t bug, spillin' shit on my rug
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| I’m a Rollo with a motto, safe sex, soft drugs
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| Thugs in my mansion askin' why the fuck is candles lit
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| I’m about to kick these niggaz out but I can handle it
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| The superfly vandal, standin' with the guns an' ammo
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| If you scary change the channel, y’all niggaz fuckin' up my shit
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| Handle business appropriate, we L.A. street associates
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| I’m tryin' to have some fun but peep this bullshit I’m copin' with
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| Niggaz with guns got they eyes on my funds
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| I can’t walk out my door, y’all might pop me an' run
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| Don’t trip 'cause my pump made 'em run like Forrest Gump
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| Now it’s back to the bitches, the bottles an' the bumps
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| Pumpin' up the sounds 'cause that’s how we do
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| But we still partyin' at 5 an' L.A. closed at 2
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| Hey, yo, gimme that microphone an' I’ma handle it
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| Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it
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| Alkaholiks in this bitch, about to handle it
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| Pass that weed, lil' mama, I can handle it
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| Back that ass up, bitch, I can handle it
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| Pass my drink, lil' nigga, I can handle it
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| Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it
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| Hell, motherfuckin'
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| Yo, the bass is in the place, sho' nuff shrugged your face
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| Like R. Kelly gettin' sprayed with a can of mace
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| Girls get freaky to the funky beat bumpin'
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| Which one of y’all down 'cause I’m tryin' to beat somethin'
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| We hold down the city, they call us 'The Drunk Flowers'
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| If your girl from L.A., she probably already know us
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| So Braniac dum dums, bust the scientifical
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| We much more than typical, bust flows like a pistol
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| The words I spit are more dangerous than a bullet
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| Make the wrong move, I’m on your neck like a mullet
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| 'Big Dog' style, we Rottweiler, pitbull it
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| Smoke a bleezy with a breezy if she ain’t scared to pull it
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| Y’all women used to want us to just love an' hold ya
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| Now you C-walkin', talkin' 'bout you need a soldier
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| I send this missile in yam I destroy an' dismantle it
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| J-Ro in this bitch an' you know I’m 'bout to handle it
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| Hey, yo, gimme that microphone an' I’ma handle it
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| Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it
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| Alkaholiks in this bitch, about to handle it
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| Pass that weed, lil' mama, I can handle it
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| Back that ass up, bitch, I can handle it
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| Pass my drink, lil' nigga, I can handle it
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| Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it
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| It’s Likwit crew, nigga, we straight from Los Angeles
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| Ain’t it crunk? |
| This is Likwit MCs |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Handle It , by - Tha Alkaholiks. Song from the album Firewater, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп