t move, feels like I'm stuck in the groove What the fuck was I tryin to prove? I get a rep for downin four-o's All the hoes knows them Alkaholik bros
can see I'm the Alkaholik tipsy off the whiskey Get with the clippers never nappy like Misty I didn't grow dreads, cause dreads is for the rastas Tha Alkaholik
whassup to the ladies I gotsta say whassup to the ladies From the Atlantic, to the Pacific I gotsta be specific, they know I'm terrific I'm pushin up to the bars, got em screamin Alkahols
let me get one more man [Bart] Yo man I'm lookin out for you man, it's your life [J-Ro] Man I'll hop over this motherfucker and get my OWN damn drink
BULLSHIT! [Outro:] For the beats sake, rock on rock on For the beats sake, rock on rock on And you go Whoooo! Grand groove, grand groove (Alkaholiks y'all, alkaholiks
that) [King Tee] 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
my bare hands Got the shit that sway in a wicked way Like Tash and J, motherfuckin Ro hoe Down with E-Swift and the Alkaholik crew And to my homies this
steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik crew When we're steppin through, with the thirty-two of brew Niggaz better make way for the Alkaholik
, the party's over If your ass is drunk, ride home with someone sober Yeah... Tha Alkaholiks, ah yeah, the Loot Pack (the party's over, it's all over
[Verse One: J-Ro] Mary Jane, Mary Jane, Mary Jane You're always in my brain and you help me ease the pain Cuz when you're not around I just don't feel
