Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soda Pop, artist - Tha Alkaholiks. Album song Bar Tab 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.12.2012
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Soda Pop |
| Hoes on my nuts just because of my position |
| Can’t fade the bitches that’s always bitchin |
| Love to kick beats, rock rhymes on occasion |
| Down with the niggaz that the hoes keep pagin |
| Gimme gimme gimme my gin and super-sak |
| Then, let me hit the doobie, can’t fuck with the rock |
| Bust one shot if you’re (with me with me) |
| Niggaz swing back don’t (hit me hit me) |
| I can freak freak the funk the funk funk |
| And hit skins all night if I wanna when I’m drunk |
| Can’t fade the pop pop pop goes the nina |
| Tha Liks be rockin shows from New York to Pasadena |
| When it comes to rhymes -- god damn I can rock em When it comes to boots -- god damn I can knock em Got mad flavor so do me a favor |
| and bump that shit it’s the motherfuckin Liks! |
| Verse Two: Field Trip |
| Aiyyo, I cut like a ginsu, I been through, hell |
| and back, stabbers get swell |
| Tossed from my balls |
| Bitches lick the crush off my balls |
| Pause, yo |
| I’m lickin off walls |
| to scatter, nigga this is theory |
| and my shit is kinda fatter |
| Stagger, cause I got shanked by a dagger |
| Yo you can’t fuck with the Wild Wild West |
| I’m a shady ass nigga and I slit you like stress |
| They say ballers only sport Guess |
| But that’s a motherfuckin lie cuz I got a pair of Levi’s |
| Niggaz rollin thick like a New York steak |
| Field Trip on the beach (now got your momma on some pancakes) |
| I know you sayin (damn that little nigga’s dope) |
| I got a loaded tec nine under my motherfuckin coat |
| Niggaz wanna jack the back, never nope |
| I stick my gat down your throat, and tell your ass no Verse Three: Tash |
| The forty’s kickin in I gotta drain my main vein |
| Got drinks in my freezer bust styles I can’t explain |
| And the name of my group ain’t changin cuz it fit us Hit us, one time, for my cats that ain’t with us On the down low drinkin whiskey in the basement |
| If a sample won’t clear I substitue with a replacement |
| (One two ya don’t stop when it hits two o’clock |
| You can’t buy the alcohol so you drink soda pop |
| Like that and uhh, it’s like that |
| Sometimes it’s like that) |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, ay How y’all like that one right there? |
| Y’all like that one? |
| Yeah, that’s my boys |
| Them my boys Tha Alkaholiks yaknowhatI’msayin? |