Tap The Bottle

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(Chorus)
 Tap the bottle and twist the cap
 Tap the bottle and twist the cap
 Tap the bottle and twist the cap
 And pass it around the crew be cause the crew be all that
 Hey yo, hickory dickory dock I'm under the Brooklyn block yes
 Who's the next to testify and try and penetrate the vest
 Diggatie do re me fa so la ti do I drop back my prozac
 I take it in track and give it a smack and cuttin no slack, jack
 Okay here I go Shorty tap the forty O smash
 To a pass, if ya crash make a dash to the trash
 Tap a cap, have alot and not alot not a little
 Don't grade upon the label take a guzzle, don't dribble
 I got the supercalafragileisticexpialadoucious
 You're commin to close to this, I get ferocious
 Coax this rhyme, smoke this rhyme hype
 When we rock it up on the mic, we rock the mic right
 Pass the funnel to the tunnel like it's busy till I'm dizzy
 Never pass it to get fizzy cause the guard gets busy who is he?
 Damn just pass the code decipher when I hit the dress bottom buy a can of
 Red Stripe
 Chorus (Repeat 1x)
 Well I be commin' around the mountain with my hoe Suzanna
 I'm peelin off the caps like the hicks in Alabama
 Check the grammar and the stamina I'm tootin' on my horn
 Timberland boot stompin' forty drink it more
 Malt liquor chug a filter let me rip it then I kick it
 Tap it once for my brothers sip it then I sip it
 So Xerox the zip code I'm in them all perfect-o
 Halelijuia here I go watch me flow and let go
 Trouble shooter smoke the buddah rule like a dictator
 Used to hit the fader now I play the commentator
 So let me swing it from the rhyme to the concrete jungle
 With the king heir's mackin, rulin' over knuckle
 Hits to the bed, cause Right Said Fred
 Lock em up with the bee's wax, kick it to em dred
 Yo, pass the peas please party pooper party stops
 64 will give ya more if ya scammin on the block
 Red top red top bust open till ya stop
 But if you're drinkin too slow you might kiss the steel toe
 Just keep the sud from movin' everything's be fine
 And the forty's stops here till I finish my rhyme
 Chorus (Repeat 2x)
 Balance on the beam, here we go team hike
 Pass the mic down the line on time drop the rhyme
 I rope a Rope-a-dope smokin with the red beam scopin'
 Pull a magnum body back and leave a back bone broken
 So was a bend a trend I'm sendin and I'm cruisin' for a hit
 When I'm just sittin' in the outhouse droppin mad shhhhhhhh
 Quiet on the set while the crew be gettin' wrecked
 And if your stunned by the Bud I have a hunch you should step
 So pass me the crazy straw and let me do the Q-Tip
 What is a forty if I can't take a sip?
 Sometimes I drive slow sometimes I drive fast
 Sometimes I'm on E sometimes I get gas
 So check the stress sure to step to the left
 With the no E tap on the top pass it back
 Give a tap to the child, pass it, sorry, keep it goin
 Down my throat I keep it flowin, styles keep growin'
 We don't brown bag it, the label be showin'
 And we don't give a damn if the hoe's be knowin'
 From the drip to my lip I like to pass it with a grip
 Shorty-Dog is in the cypher, so you better not skip
 Chorus (Repeat 2x)
 

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Duration
04:00
Key
11
Tempo
104 BPM

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