Make Room Lyrics
| Song | Make Room |
| Artist | Tha Alkaholiks |
| Album | 21 & Over |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse one：j-ro | |
| I knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts | |
| I'm a togger not a fogger step on hunts and don't do stunts | |
| I got soul power never took a cold shower | |
| Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour | |
| You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy | |
| Some brothers wear curls, cuz it ain't easy being peasy | |
| Like a kung-fu flick, i stick you in the dick, with my toothpick | |
| Tell em rick ("you hit them harder than a fuckin brick") | |
| I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets | |
| I rock more beats than jesse owens ran track meets] | |
| Amazing feets move, they happen everyday | |
| When the ro to the j bring his ass out to play | |
| I weight one-eighty but i'm, fat | |
| I ki-uh-kick up dust when i bust like a cap | |
| Tha alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do | |
| Is rock a show, knock a hoe, and crack another brew | |
| Chorus: | |
| Make room, for the crew with beats that thump (3x) | |
| Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk | |
| It's the liks baby, it's the liks (4x) | |
| Verse two: tash | |
| The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness | |
| King tee and the alkies straight gettin down to business | |
| It's all about the liks cause we're heavy on the kicks | |
| But we're easy on the treble (adjust my mic level) | |
| So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in china | |
| The skills you can't front on, tha alkaholik rhymer | |
| Could rip a show up to' up so i always flex my talents | |
| But my words don't be slurrin, i never lose my balance | |
| But that's cause i'm slick tossin bottles like a discus | |
| The liks could rock a party from halloween to christmas | |
| That's why i'm screamin on mc's like i'm onyx | |
| I'm hooked on gin and tonics like your momma's hooked on phonics | |
| So when we 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 crew | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: j-ro | |
| First you gotta have respect, money comes next | |
| After you get those, come the hoes and the sex | |
| Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew | |
| Yeah i'm down with pooh, but what's up with me and you | |
| Cause i don't give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck | |
| Cause i just wanna fuck, damn i wanna fuck | |
| So unlock the gate and make room for the heavyweight rapper | |
| The slim light skinned coochie slapper | |
| Pull over to the side so i can roll up the indo | |
| Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window | |
| Wham, bam, i spanked you ma'am | |
| I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb | |
| I blow into the mic when i check it | |
| Had hoes gettin naked way before i made a record | |
| I smoked a gang of liquor, i drink a gang of boom | |
| Like ted, i gotta zoom zoom so make room | |
| Chorus | |
| Outro: tash, j-ro | |
| Ah yeah, ah yeah, tha alkaholiks | |
| Yo, before we bail | |
| We gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin | |
| Tha alkaholik crew | |
| Old english is in the house, and uhh | |
| What about mickey's? is in the house, and uhh | |
| St. ide's is in the house, and uhh | |
| Crazy horse is in the house, and uhh | |
| Genuine draft is in the house, and uhh | |
| What about red bull is in the house, and uhh | |
| Colt .45 is in the house, and uhh | |
| King cobra ain't in the house, and uhh | |
| *bottle smashes* |
| Verse one: jro | |
| I knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts | |
| I' m a togger not a fogger step on hunts and don' t do stunts | |
| I got soul power never took a cold shower | |
| Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour | |
| You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy | |
| Some brothers wear curls, cuz it ain' t easy being peasy | |
| Like a kungfu flick, i stick you in the dick, with my toothpick | |
| Tell em rick " you hit them harder than a fuckin brick" | |
| I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets | |
| I rock more beats than jesse owens ran track meets | |
| Amazing feets move, they happen everyday | |
| When the ro to the j bring his ass out to play | |
| I weight oneeighty but i' m, fat | |
| I kiuhkick up dust when i bust like a cap | |
| Tha alkaholik crew, and what we' re here to do | |
| Is rock a show, knock a hoe, and crack another brew | |
| Chorus: | |
| Make room, for the crew with beats that thump 3x | |
| Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk | |
| It' s the liks baby, it' s the liks 4x | |
| Verse two: tash | |
| The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness | |
| King tee and the alkies straight gettin down to business | |
| It' s all about the liks cause we' re heavy on the kicks | |
| But we' re easy on the treble adjust my mic level | |
| So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in china | |
| The skills you can' t front on, tha alkaholik rhymer | |
| Could rip a show up to' up so i always flex my talents | |
| But my words don' t be slurrin, i never lose my balance | |
| But that' s cause i' m slick tossin bottles like a discus | |
| The liks could rock a party from halloween to christmas | |
| That' s why i' m screamin on mc' s like i' m onyx | |
| I' m hooked on gin and tonics like your momma' s hooked on phonics | |
| So when we steppin through, with the thirtytwo of brew | |
| Niggaz better make way for the alkaholik crew | |
| When we' re steppin through, with the thirtytwo of brew | |
| Niggaz better make way for the alkaholik crew | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: jro | |
| First you gotta have respect, money comes next | |
| After you get those, come the hoes and the sex | |
| Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew | |
| Yeah i' m down with pooh, but what' s up with me and you | |
| Cause i don' t give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck | |
| Cause i just wanna fuck, damn i wanna fuck | |
| So unlock the gate and make room for the heavyweight rapper | |
| The slim light skinned coochie slapper | |
| Pull over to the side so i can roll up the indo | |
| Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window | |
| Wham, bam, i spanked you ma' am | |
| I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb | |
| I blow into the mic when i check it | |
| Had hoes gettin naked way before i made a record | |
| I smoked a gang of liquor, i drink a gang of boom | |
| Like ted, i gotta zoom zoom so make room | |
| Chorus | |
| Outro: tash, jro | |
| Ah yeah, ah yeah, tha alkaholiks | |
| Yo, before we bail | |
| We gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin | |
| Tha alkaholik crew | |
| Old english is in the house, and uhh | |
| What about mickey' s? is in the house, and uhh | |
| St. ide' s is in the house, and uhh | |
| Crazy horse is in the house, and uhh | |
| Genuine draft is in the house, and uhh | |
| What about red bull is in the house, and uhh | |
| Colt . 45 is in the house, and uhh | |
| King cobra ain' t in the house, and uhh | |
| bottle smashes |
| Verse one: jro | |
| I knock em knock em out the park when other rappers are hitting bunts | |
| I' m a togger not a fogger step on hunts and don' t do stunts | |
| I got soul power never took a cold shower | |
| Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour | |
| You can call me sleazy cuz my rhymes are kinda greasy | |
| Some brothers wear curls, cuz it ain' t easy being peasy | |
| Like a kungfu flick, i stick you in the dick, with my toothpick | |
| Tell em rick " you hit them harder than a fuckin brick" | |
| I like clothes and hoes but like em better in the sheets | |
| I rock more beats than jesse owens ran track meets | |
| Amazing feets move, they happen everyday | |
| When the ro to the j bring his ass out to play | |
| I weight oneeighty but i' m, fat | |
| I kiuhkick up dust when i bust like a cap | |
| Tha alkaholik crew, and what we' re here to do | |
| Is rock a show, knock a hoe, and crack another brew | |
| Chorus: | |
| Make room, for the crew with beats that thump 3x | |
| Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk | |
| It' s the liks baby, it' s the liks 4x | |
| Verse two: tash | |
| The super, duper, gets it poppin with the quickness | |
| King tee and the alkies straight gettin down to business | |
| It' s all about the liks cause we' re heavy on the kicks | |
| But we' re easy on the treble adjust my mic level | |
| So fools can here me mic checkin all the way in china | |
| The skills you can' t front on, tha alkaholik rhymer | |
| Could rip a show up to' up so i always flex my talents | |
| But my words don' t be slurrin, i never lose my balance | |
| But that' s cause i' m slick tossin bottles like a discus | |
| The liks could rock a party from halloween to christmas | |
| That' s why i' m screamin on mc' s like i' m onyx | |
| I' m hooked on gin and tonics like your momma' s hooked on phonics | |
| So when we steppin through, with the thirtytwo of brew | |
| Niggaz better make way for the alkaholik crew | |
| When we' re steppin through, with the thirtytwo of brew | |
| Niggaz better make way for the alkaholik crew | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: jro | |
| First you gotta have respect, money comes next | |
| After you get those, come the hoes and the sex | |
| Girl you keep askin bout the niggaz in my crew | |
| Yeah i' m down with pooh, but what' s up with me and you | |
| Cause i don' t give a fuck whose your cousin who could fuck | |
| Cause i just wanna fuck, damn i wanna fuck | |
| So unlock the gate and make room for the heavyweight rapper | |
| The slim light skinned coochie slapper | |
| Pull over to the side so i can roll up the indo | |
| Got the bitch head bumpin on the front window | |
| Wham, bam, i spanked you ma' am | |
| I wonder how they make these rubbers from the skin of a lamb | |
| I blow into the mic when i check it | |
| Had hoes gettin naked way before i made a record | |
| I smoked a gang of liquor, i drink a gang of boom | |
| Like ted, i gotta zoom zoom so make room | |
| Chorus | |
| Outro: tash, jro | |
| Ah yeah, ah yeah, tha alkaholiks | |
| Yo, before we bail | |
| We gotta give a shout out to the crew that gets the party poppin | |
| Tha alkaholik crew | |
| Old english is in the house, and uhh | |
| What about mickey' s? is in the house, and uhh | |
| St. ide' s is in the house, and uhh | |
| Crazy horse is in the house, and uhh | |
| Genuine draft is in the house, and uhh | |
| What about red bull is in the house, and uhh | |
| Colt . 45 is in the house, and uhh | |
| King cobra ain' t in the house, and uhh | |
| bottle smashes |
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