defari - pour more likwit lyrics
(feat. j-ro)
(defari)
man yo’ gl-ss is empty already?
i just poured you one
(j-ro)
it was full a minute ago
(defari)
ah yeah, fo sho it’s all alkaholiks, likwit crew
you know me rogran
(j-ro)
what you wanna do?
(defari)
ah, you know what i’ma do.
(what’s happenin?)
off top!
(c’mon)
(chorus)
we gon’ pour more likwit
(keep your gl-ss filled to the top
take another shot, we gonna – )
pour more likwit
(we bout to take another trip back to the bar
keep ’em coming y’all, and – )
pour more likwit
j: hennessey, cognac, fat sacks front to back, f-ck that
pour more likwit
d: alkaholiks, king tee, defari, thought you knew
(up, up and away!)
(j-ro)
there’s a reason why they call us likwit crew
cause of the things we do – flows, liqour, and brew
who knew? – when i was 14 bustin’ my first nut
that i would be on the stage with defari bustin’ on this cut
sh-t, we real playerz, game stacked in layers
y’all n-gg-z keep lookin’ so i’m p-ssin’ on the stairs
who knew? – when i played pop warner for the golden bears
that i’d travel the globe, all expense paid airfares
i wear air’s, it ain’t fair –
when you see me at the bar wit a chick with long hair
hoes bangin’, flows bangin’, clothes bangin’, shows bangin’
but i ain’t bangin’, i got two sons, that’s my set
and i’ll bet that you’ll never forget
that your girl was in the front while she came all dripping wet
it seems like we the last emcees on the whole planet
we seen this from the paq town to venice, time to panic
(chorus)
(defari)
lift your gl-ss if you from l.a
this one compliments to e-swift
let me do my thang
as a 3-1-0 king, 3-2-3 star
the 8-1-8 amb-ssador
the 2-1-3 legend, 5-6-2 i thought you knew
the 7-1-4, open your door, give me some more
even the 9-0-9 can get a piece of this rhyme
and when i push from diego to oaktown i use the “5”
i’m a live southern section n-gg-, all l.a. fabulous
for those who don’t know what that mean, that mean i’m from los angeles
it’s scandalous how n-gg-z don’t hesitate – to claim the glory of l.a
but really they be from another state
seee me, i’m a true born golden state n-gg-
ucla hospital born n-gg-
four extra large pico lowlands n-gg-
and hit after hit, well sh-t we gettin’ figgas
i’m stone colder, grown older
look around the lands and my man you’ll find a new breed of soldiers
so them old days is over, y’all relic n-gg-z finished
i’ma put that on my business, j-ro is my witness when i –
(chorus) – w/ variations
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