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