Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Handle It, artist - Tha Alkaholiks. Album song Firewater, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.01.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: KOCH Entertainment
Song language: English
Handle It |
Hey, yo, gimme that microphone an' I’ma handle it |
Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it |
Alkaholiks in this bitch, about to handle it |
Pass that weed, lil' mama, I can handle it |
Back that ass up, bitch, I can handle it |
Pass my drink, lil' nigga, I can handle it |
Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it |
It’s Likwit crew, nigga, we straight from Los Angeles |
It’s the L, the I, the K, the Ss |
We still the West’s freshest 'cause we started from the essence |
Look, Ma, no hands, they gave us microphone stands |
So I can stand with two bottles while I dance with the fans |
Dance with me, press against me 'cause I’m reachin' out to grab it |
Slappin' asses 'cause CaTashtrophe’s an Alkie chick magnet |
I’m a beauty pageant judge with a glass full of buds |
It’s one fifty nine, they’re tryin' to shut down the club |
Last call for alcohol, unless you meet us at the after hours |
Pull up to the front, yeah, baby girl, the house is ours |
Don’t bug, spillin' shit on my rug |
I’m a Rollo with a motto, safe sex, soft drugs |
Thugs in my mansion askin' why the fuck is candles lit |
I’m about to kick these niggaz out but I can handle it |
The superfly vandal, standin' with the guns an' ammo |
If you scary change the channel, y’all niggaz fuckin' up my shit |
Handle business appropriate, we L.A. street associates |
I’m tryin' to have some fun but peep this bullshit I’m copin' with |
Niggaz with guns got they eyes on my funds |
I can’t walk out my door, y’all might pop me an' run |
Don’t trip 'cause my pump made 'em run like Forrest Gump |
Now it’s back to the bitches, the bottles an' the bumps |
Pumpin' up the sounds 'cause that’s how we do |
But we still partyin' at 5 an' L.A. closed at 2 |
Hey, yo, gimme that microphone an' I’ma handle it |
Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it |
Alkaholiks in this bitch, about to handle it |
Pass that weed, lil' mama, I can handle it |
Back that ass up, bitch, I can handle it |
Pass my drink, lil' nigga, I can handle it |
Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it |
Hell, motherfuckin' |
Yo, the bass is in the place, sho' nuff shrugged your face |
Like R. Kelly gettin' sprayed with a can of mace |
Girls get freaky to the funky beat bumpin' |
Which one of y’all down 'cause I’m tryin' to beat somethin' |
We hold down the city, they call us 'The Drunk Flowers' |
If your girl from L.A., she probably already know us |
So Braniac dum dums, bust the scientifical |
We much more than typical, bust flows like a pistol |
The words I spit are more dangerous than a bullet |
Make the wrong move, I’m on your neck like a mullet |
'Big Dog' style, we Rottweiler, pitbull it |
Smoke a bleezy with a breezy if she ain’t scared to pull it |
Y’all women used to want us to just love an' hold ya |
Now you C-walkin', talkin' 'bout you need a soldier |
I send this missile in yam I destroy an' dismantle it |
J-Ro in this bitch an' you know I’m 'bout to handle it |
Hey, yo, gimme that microphone an' I’ma handle it |
Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it |
Alkaholiks in this bitch, about to handle it |
Pass that weed, lil' mama, I can handle it |
Back that ass up, bitch, I can handle it |
Pass my drink, lil' nigga, I can handle it |
Don’t even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it |
It’s Likwit crew, nigga, we straight from Los Angeles |
Ain’t it crunk? |
This is Likwit MCs |