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    Kenny "dope" Gonzalez / Lyrics

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    "Make Room" Lyrics

    Kenny "dope" Gonzalez feat. Tha Alkaholiks

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    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 'cause my rhymes are kinda greasy
    Some brothers wear curls, 'cause 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
    Make room, for the crew with beats that thump
    Make room, for the crew with beats that thump
    Tunes hittin hard enough to ditch your trunk
    It's the licks baby, it's the licks
    It's the licks baby, it's the licks
    It's the licks baby, it's the licks
    It's the licks baby, it's the licks

    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
    Niggas better make way for the alkaholik crew
    When we're steppin' through, with the thirty-two of brew
    Niggas better make way for the alkaholik crew

    [Chorus]

    First you gotta have respect, money comes next
    After you get those, come the hoes and the sex
    Girl you keep askin bout the niggas 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]

    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 uh
    What about mickey's? is in the house, and uh
    St. ide's
    Is in the house, and uh
    Crazy horse
    Is in the house, and uh
    Genuine draft
    Is in the house, and uh
    What about red bull
    Is in the house, and uh
    Colt .45
    Is in the house, and uh
    King cobra
    Ain't in the house, and uh
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by E. Brooks, J. Robinson, R. Smith.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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