Make Room Lyrics
| Song | Make Room |
| Artist | Tha Alkaholiks |
| Album | Ministry of Sound Presents: Hip-Hop Anthems |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 | |
| 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 Liks, baby, it's the Liks | |
| It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks | |
| It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks | |
| It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks | |
| 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 'cuz 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 'cuz 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 | |
| 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 Liks, baby, it's the Liks | |
| It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks | |
| It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks | |
| It's the Liks, baby, it's the Liks | |
| 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 | |
| 'Cuz I don't give a fuck, whose your cousin who could fuck | |
| 'Cuz 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
| 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 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 | |
| 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 Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| 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 ' cuz 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 ' cuz 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 | |
| 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 Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| 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 | |
| ' Cuz I don' t give a fuck, whose your cousin who could fuck | |
| ' Cuz 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
| 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 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 | |
| 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 Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| 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 ' cuz 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 ' cuz 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 | |
| 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 Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| It' s the Liks, baby, it' s the Liks | |
| 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 | |
| ' Cuz I don' t give a fuck, whose your cousin who could fuck | |
| ' Cuz 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
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