The Flute Song (Lalala) Lyrics
| Song | The Flute Song (Lalala) |
| Artist | Tha Alkaholiks |
| Album | Firewater |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brooks, Robinson, Smith | |
| So exotic, so melodic | |
| E-Swift - so motherfuckin, Alkaholik | |
| If you see me and you know me, come and holla at'cha homey | |
| and show me some lo-oooooooooooo-ve | |
| If you see me and you know me, come and holla at'cha homey | |
| and roll me some bu-uuuuuuuuuuuu-ud | |
| [girl sings to flute melody in background x2] | |
| La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la | |
| Laahhh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-ahhhhh | |
| [Tash over girl] | |
| At least buy a nigga a drink or somethin, party people! | |
| Woo! Let me explain it | |
| [Tash] | |
| Aiyyo guns don't kill people, people kill people | |
| Tash he cracks hoes cause Rico's still Rico | |
| Swift is still Sweezy, Grams is still J-Ro | |
| We still don't give a fuck, so don't move until we say so | |
| {*click*} Aight, do yo' dance | |
| While I bust like Christian Slater in _True Romance_ | |
| Let's get it on motherfuckers, time is tickin in here | |
| I'm on the same shit as Luda, strictly "Chicken and Beer" | |
| What a diet, you should try it, Tash rock like Quiet Riot | |
| If I'm buyin out the bar, that means I'm really tryin to buy it | |
| If I'm lyin I'm flyin, half y'all niggaz don't deserve me | |
| Holla if you heard me, holla if you niggaz can't serve me | |
| (OHHH-ohhh!) From the pit to the booth | |
| CaTash is like Beanie, straight spittin "The Truth" | |
| Six albums the proof a nigga's workin harder at it | |
| We've been doin this since Raider hats, curls and Starter jackets (c'mon) | |
| [girl sings to flute melody in background x4] | |
| La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la | |
| Laahhh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-ahhhhh | |
| [Chorus: Alkaholiks] | |
| You know you can't party like us, so stop tryin | |
| You know you ain't shot nobody, so stop lyin | |
| We like to get money, get drunk and smoke weed | |
| Tha Alkaholiks nigga, just what the game need | |
| [J-Ro] | |
| Tha Liks get you spaced out, J-Ro never take the safe route | |
| Bring beef to your house like a Chinese takeout | |
| You couldn't see me if you was out back on a stakeout | |
| If I went out the back of the Outback Stakehouse | |
| ... with the Priest Holmes fakeout | |
| Stay in the cut, like when {?} scored a breakout | |
| Girls wanna play house, and play spouse | |
| I just pull my snake out, tell 'em play mouth | |
| The kush make me fade out into oblivion | |
| Green and moist like amphibians, deeply meridian | |
| Mississippi, I'll get Missy tipsy | |
| Sport Timberlands and dickies, in a spank white crispy | |
| Hoes are so tricky, but I keep the upper hand | |
| I bring sand to the beach and just leave with more sand | |
| The Ro-Gram work hard to make 'em understand | |
| Now they realize that I'm the man, and they're singin | |
| [girl sings to flute melody in background x4] | |
| La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la | |
| Laahhh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-ahhhhh | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [E-Swift] | |
| Aiyyo Cali's in the building we collectin the rent | |
| We at the bar takin shots like 50 Cent | |
| (G-G-G-G-G) Them niggaz is nice, don't think twice | |
| I'm so cold, I ain't even gotta rock ice | |
| I'm so real, every time I touch the mic | |
| I'm certified sick, DJ's get the chills | |
| when they play me in the mix, Alkaholiks | |
| Your number one West coast hip-hop artist | |
| Been puttin shit down since the day we started | |
| You won't realize it 'til we gone and departed | |
| I made my mark, niggaz can't erase it | |
| Trademark sound comin straight out the basement | |
| You can't replace it, it's too distinguished | |
| Invest my money in gold like Olde English | |
| E-Swift provided the beat, and that's me | |
| I might slang you a track and kick a verse for free | |
| [girl sings to flute melody in background x2] | |
| La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la | |
| Laahhh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-ahhhhh | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [cut and scratched: "What the game needs"] |
| zuo qu : Brooks, Robinson, Smith | |
| So exotic, so melodic | |
| ESwift so motherfuckin, Alkaholik | |
| If you see me and you know me, come and holla at' cha homey | |
| and show me some looooooooooooove | |
| If you see me and you know me, come and holla at' cha homey | |
| and roll me some buuuuuuuuuuuuuud | |
| girl sings to flute melody in background x2 | |
| Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala | |
| Laahhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh | |
| Tash over girl | |
| At least buy a nigga a drink or somethin, party people! | |
| Woo! Let me explain it | |
| Tash | |
| Aiyyo guns don' t kill people, people kill people | |
| Tash he cracks hoes cause Rico' s still Rico | |
| Swift is still Sweezy, Grams is still JRo | |
| We still don' t give a fuck, so don' t move until we say so | |
| click Aight, do yo' dance | |
| While I bust like Christian Slater in _True Romance_ | |
| Let' s get it on motherfuckers, time is tickin in here | |
| I' m on the same shit as Luda, strictly " Chicken and Beer" | |
| What a diet, you should try it, Tash rock like Quiet Riot | |
| If I' m buyin out the bar, that means I' m really tryin to buy it | |
| If I' m lyin I' m flyin, half y' all niggaz don' t deserve me | |
| Holla if you heard me, holla if you niggaz can' t serve me | |
| OHHHohhh! From the pit to the booth | |
| CaTash is like Beanie, straight spittin " The Truth" | |
| Six albums the proof a nigga' s workin harder at it | |
| We' ve been doin this since Raider hats, curls and Starter jackets c' mon | |
| girl sings to flute melody in background x4 | |
| Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala | |
| Laahhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh | |
| Chorus: Alkaholiks | |
| You know you can' t party like us, so stop tryin | |
| You know you ain' t shot nobody, so stop lyin | |
| We like to get money, get drunk and smoke weed | |
| Tha Alkaholiks nigga, just what the game need | |
| JRo | |
| Tha Liks get you spaced out, JRo never take the safe route | |
| Bring beef to your house like a Chinese takeout | |
| You couldn' t see me if you was out back on a stakeout | |
| If I went out the back of the Outback Stakehouse | |
| ... with the Priest Holmes fakeout | |
| Stay in the cut, like when ? scored a breakout | |
| Girls wanna play house, and play spouse | |
| I just pull my snake out, tell ' em play mouth | |
| The kush make me fade out into oblivion | |
| Green and moist like amphibians, deeply meridian | |
| Mississippi, I' ll get Missy tipsy | |
| Sport Timberlands and dickies, in a spank white crispy | |
| Hoes are so tricky, but I keep the upper hand | |
| I bring sand to the beach and just leave with more sand | |
| The RoGram work hard to make ' em understand | |
| Now they realize that I' m the man, and they' re singin | |
| girl sings to flute melody in background x4 | |
| Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala | |
| Laahhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh | |
| Chorus | |
| ESwift | |
| Aiyyo Cali' s in the building we collectin the rent | |
| We at the bar takin shots like 50 Cent | |
| GGGGG Them niggaz is nice, don' t think twice | |
| I' m so cold, I ain' t even gotta rock ice | |
| I' m so real, every time I touch the mic | |
| I' m certified sick, DJ' s get the chills | |
| when they play me in the mix, Alkaholiks | |
| Your number one West coast hiphop artist | |
| Been puttin shit down since the day we started | |
| You won' t realize it ' til we gone and departed | |
| I made my mark, niggaz can' t erase it | |
| Trademark sound comin straight out the basement | |
| You can' t replace it, it' s too distinguished | |
| Invest my money in gold like Olde English | |
| ESwift provided the beat, and that' s me | |
| I might slang you a track and kick a verse for free | |
| girl sings to flute melody in background x2 | |
| Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala | |
| Laahhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh | |
| Chorus | |
| cut and scratched: " What the game needs" |
| zuò qǔ : Brooks, Robinson, Smith | |
| So exotic, so melodic | |
| ESwift so motherfuckin, Alkaholik | |
| If you see me and you know me, come and holla at' cha homey | |
| and show me some looooooooooooove | |
| If you see me and you know me, come and holla at' cha homey | |
| and roll me some buuuuuuuuuuuuuud | |
| girl sings to flute melody in background x2 | |
| Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala | |
| Laahhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh | |
| Tash over girl | |
| At least buy a nigga a drink or somethin, party people! | |
| Woo! Let me explain it | |
| Tash | |
| Aiyyo guns don' t kill people, people kill people | |
| Tash he cracks hoes cause Rico' s still Rico | |
| Swift is still Sweezy, Grams is still JRo | |
| We still don' t give a fuck, so don' t move until we say so | |
| click Aight, do yo' dance | |
| While I bust like Christian Slater in _True Romance_ | |
| Let' s get it on motherfuckers, time is tickin in here | |
| I' m on the same shit as Luda, strictly " Chicken and Beer" | |
| What a diet, you should try it, Tash rock like Quiet Riot | |
| If I' m buyin out the bar, that means I' m really tryin to buy it | |
| If I' m lyin I' m flyin, half y' all niggaz don' t deserve me | |
| Holla if you heard me, holla if you niggaz can' t serve me | |
| OHHHohhh! From the pit to the booth | |
| CaTash is like Beanie, straight spittin " The Truth" | |
| Six albums the proof a nigga' s workin harder at it | |
| We' ve been doin this since Raider hats, curls and Starter jackets c' mon | |
| girl sings to flute melody in background x4 | |
| Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala | |
| Laahhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh | |
| Chorus: Alkaholiks | |
| You know you can' t party like us, so stop tryin | |
| You know you ain' t shot nobody, so stop lyin | |
| We like to get money, get drunk and smoke weed | |
| Tha Alkaholiks nigga, just what the game need | |
| JRo | |
| Tha Liks get you spaced out, JRo never take the safe route | |
| Bring beef to your house like a Chinese takeout | |
| You couldn' t see me if you was out back on a stakeout | |
| If I went out the back of the Outback Stakehouse | |
| ... with the Priest Holmes fakeout | |
| Stay in the cut, like when ? scored a breakout | |
| Girls wanna play house, and play spouse | |
| I just pull my snake out, tell ' em play mouth | |
| The kush make me fade out into oblivion | |
| Green and moist like amphibians, deeply meridian | |
| Mississippi, I' ll get Missy tipsy | |
| Sport Timberlands and dickies, in a spank white crispy | |
| Hoes are so tricky, but I keep the upper hand | |
| I bring sand to the beach and just leave with more sand | |
| The RoGram work hard to make ' em understand | |
| Now they realize that I' m the man, and they' re singin | |
| girl sings to flute melody in background x4 | |
| Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala | |
| Laahhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh | |
| Chorus | |
| ESwift | |
| Aiyyo Cali' s in the building we collectin the rent | |
| We at the bar takin shots like 50 Cent | |
| GGGGG Them niggaz is nice, don' t think twice | |
| I' m so cold, I ain' t even gotta rock ice | |
| I' m so real, every time I touch the mic | |
| I' m certified sick, DJ' s get the chills | |
| when they play me in the mix, Alkaholiks | |
| Your number one West coast hiphop artist | |
| Been puttin shit down since the day we started | |
| You won' t realize it ' til we gone and departed | |
| I made my mark, niggaz can' t erase it | |
| Trademark sound comin straight out the basement | |
| You can' t replace it, it' s too distinguished | |
| Invest my money in gold like Olde English | |
| ESwift provided the beat, and that' s me | |
| I might slang you a track and kick a verse for free | |
| girl sings to flute melody in background x2 | |
| Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala | |
| Laahhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh | |
| Chorus | |
| cut and scratched: " What the game needs" |
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