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  • Feat. tha liks Yall didnt bring no ice? (nigga) Nobody brought no ice? (ahh, ah-hah, aww yeah!) Yo, yo pass the beer (we drink in heavy rotation) (yeah thats what Im talkin bout!) one-two, one-two (ahh, ahh) [ev] dilated yall (toast to this) [ro] check one - its tha liks baby (toast to this) [ro] aint it drunk? [ev] and yall cant come (close to this) {*scratched: "dilated, heavy rotated" - "with tha liks"*} [j-ro] Im so outlandish, my rhymes the paint, the tracks the canvas Find me puffin tampons on your nearest college campus Mcen-ro, servin up heat like pete sampras Drinkin jose cuervo like some spanish bandits Make women panic when I tell em ima vanish Dont take it personal, these are eight-one-eight antics Hoes break your pockets like car mechanics Every morning, I bow down and pray like a mantis Most women cant stand this but i, aint romantic So that thought you can banish to the city of atlantis Me and tash met this tan bitch, made a likwid sandwich I consume strictly green leaves like pandas Dig through ice for my brew, like they dig for woolly mammoths Im volcanic up in bitches that look like dorothy dandridge Your style is major damage, its played out and ripped up It needs a bandage, how do you manage? I cant stand it [evidence] Hops, barley, water, yeast, grain Distillery - alcohol for the brain So check it out, smoke fills the area Drunk as fuck, launch off the aircraft carrier Your vision (blurred) eyes start to blink You overdid it homes; you had too much to drink (cut it out) This bouts set for twelve rounds of pain Tequila limes and salt, these cats hard to hang Sixteen bar shark, teeth to fangs Open off tha liks - duck season, youre in range Turn the page - here comes the next chapter Battle ev? you sign with blue cross or aftra Heavy rotation, dilate expansion California funk - like flav, we cold lampin Fuck the format til they cant ignore us But chill swift bout to kill after the chorus [chorus: repeat 2x] Dilated yall (toast to this) Its tha liks baby (toast to this) And yall cant come (close to this) {*scratched: "dilated, heavy rotated" - "with tha liks"*} [e-swift] I cook up beats like dope, they should call me illegal We control the underground like bugsy siegal And my crew is like the mob, we whylin off that vino High-rollin, takin over your local casino Year after year, my music pleases your ear Thats why my focus is right like outboard gear Tune in, this is like a family reunion We like cousins and shit (hey) rockin this bitch Dilated and the (likwid mcs) We gradually elevatin to a (higher degree) We smash through the underground like we (suvs) And spit game to the hoes and let em know they gettin (nuttin for free) Aiyyo listen close, toast to west coast Where bein gangsta aint a hoax, we kill folks And c-walkin aint just a dance or a joke We stay in heavy rotation, coast to coast [rakaa iriscience] Yo, its hard to pass the bar, ask your lawyer Likwid, pour it on yall from california Programmers, spray this on your play list If rap was hard liquor Id be "leaving las vegas" Live show radio mixtape massacre Its a party yall with room for more passengers I turn mics to pistols and start rappin And turn pistols back to mics and start blastin em J-ro, e-swift, tash and them "expansion team", "x.o." chips, cashin em Im not fashionable but I am international I called it like I see it on stage like supernatural Honies keep flirtin like the flows are workin Dont stop til Im certain then I close the curtains Animal house shit, coast to coast like tha liks I dont drink as much, but Ill toast to this [chorus] - 1/2 [tash] Aiyyo catashll slap the track with a open fist backhand I crack fans with funk then burn rubber like the gap band Batman cant walk through my hood, its no love Tashll jack him for his cape and sport that shit to the club Is it love or is it buzz, that got my thinkin patterns Thinkin yo bitch is mine thats why you see me winkin at her Shell be drinkin at a tavern, out of a glass size 8 Likwid crew and dilated make that ass gyrate While you ask I take, anything that I could lift Your rappers rappin like catash yall djs rappin like swift I was born with a gift, you niggaz used to average rappin Your styles is old as fuck, thats why my clique start cabbage patchin I do this for the beer, and for the ones that aint here Yall niggaz better make way for x, ras and saafir Im like a tattooed tear, tashll never go away Im bout to fill my quota I need x.o. every day [chorus] [tash] The extended family of tha alkaholiks The extended family of the likwit crew The extended family of everybody that smoke bud

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