MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
afroman - act a fool
Man my daddy told me, boy when I was your age,
I had to walk 13 miles to school
I said, Oh, is that why you didn't graduate?
CHORUS:
Talkin' noise with all of my homeboys
*Finna go back to school, yeah (Her titties bigger than they were last summer, know what I'm sayin?)
With a mouthful of beer and a noseful of weeeeeed
You know I been act a fool, yeah
Mama, *Ima, go to the University of Smoking Marijuana (What?)
All of my friends go to USM*, so I'm gonna tag along and hit the bong with them
Walkin' through the masses, lookin' for my classes
I can't concentrate on the teacher, surrounded by titties and asses
Spend a lot of money on some brand new clothes
Tryin' to impress these brand new hoes
Laugh every time I have sex with a chick,
Betty* don't know I'm an ex-convict
walkin round the campus with my fro Unpicked*
Every twenty seconds I'll be grabbin' my dick
Full of alcohol at the football games
Doin more drugs than my nigga Rich James
My GPA's droppin' at a very fast rate
It would take a miracle for me to graduate
Maybe I won't, maybe I will
Stressed out, poppin' pills in my Coupe Deville
CHORUS
How do I party (party) and still pass
I hardly (hardly) ever go to class
Got a golden eagle on my stolen Regal
If you bought it from me, it's illegal
'Cause I'm Afroman, the educated crip
On a rock cocaine scholarship
Cook that crack until it's done
I use that for my Negro college fund
Broke minorities, sellin' dope to those bitches in sororities
She's drinkin' one too many 40's
She took her clothes off, now we're havin' orgys
Baby I don't mean to act rude,
But you told me you would never fuck a black dude
Colt 45 must have got you in the mood,
To eat a fat dick like sum soul food
CHORUS
Hey fellas, can I get jiggy with it?
Hey check this shit out right here,
Hey homeboy, don't stress,
I got the answers to the test,
My college professer smokes a lot of grass,
She's gonna make sure we pass,
That's how you pass trigonometry,
Sell dope to your teacher, use niggernometry
On the microphone, there's not a rapper bomb as me,
And when the police pushin, nobody's calm as me
Wait a minute, you know what's fucked up
Black people in college act stuck up
So self-concsious, and insecure,
You wanna speak back, but you really ain't sure
Look at me, what do you see?
You see the OG you ashamed to be
So fuck you, you pretty little rich frat boy,
You can suck my dick just like that boy
CHORUS
I said honey, (honey), you got some sexy looks,
You need money (money), to buy your textbooks
Get it wet, and I can get it hard,
We can slide your vaginal credit card
Computer girl, come to my house and be my tutor girl,
Before we study, can we smoke a little Buddha, girl?
Raise your shirt, lick the nipples on your hooters, girl
Open up your legs, baby your the girl
Stick out your tongue and let me shoot it, girl
You was playin with my floppy, then my hard drive downloaded,
Down your thoat, and fuckin exploded
Tell your prejudice dad and mom,
To email their comments to suck my dick.com
Afro's the bomb, blowin' up like Vietnam
CHORUS(x2)
afroman - back to school
Man my daddy told me, boy when I was your age,
I had to walk 13 miles to school
I said, Oh, is that why you didn't graduate?
CHORUS:
Talkin' noise with all of my homeboys
Then we go back to school, yeah
(Her titties bigger than they were last summer,
know what I'm sayin?)
With a mouthful of beer and a noseful of weeeeeed
You know I been act a fool, yeah
Mama, (Mama), go to the University of Smoking Marijuana (What?)
All of my friends go to USC, so I'm gonna tag along and hit the bong with them
Walkin' through the masses, lookin' for my classes
I can't concentrate on the teacher, surrounded by titties and
asses
Spend a lot of money on some brand new clothes
Tryin' to impress these brand new hoes
Laugh every time I have sex with a chick,
Baby don't know I'm an ex-convict
Walkin' round the campus with my 'fro and dick
Every twenty seconds I'll be grabbin' my dick
Full of alcohol at the football games
Doin more drugs than my nigga Rich James
My GPA's droppin' at a very fast rate
It would take a miracle for me to graduate
Maybe I won't, maybe I will
Stressed out, poppin' pills in my Coupe Deville
CHORUS
How do I party (party) and still pass
I hardly (hardly) ever go to class
Got a golden eagle on my stolen Regal
If you bought it from me, it's illegal
'Cause I'm Afroman, the educated crip
On a rock cocaine scholarship
Cook that crack until it's done
I use that for my Negro college fund
Broke minorities, sellin' dope to those bitches in sororities
She's drinkin' one too many 40's
She took her clothes off, now we're havin' orgys
Baby I don't mean to act rude,
But you told me you would never fuck a black dude
Colt 45 must have got you in the mood,
To eat a fat dick like sum soul food
CHORUS
Hey fellas, can I get jiggy with it?
Hey check this shit out right here,
Hey homeboy, don't stress,
I got the answers to the test,
My college professer smokes a lot of grass,
She's gonna make sure we pass,
That's how you pass trigonometry,
Sell dope to your teacher, use niggernometry
On the microphone, there's not a rapper bomb as me,
And when the police pushin, nobody's calm as me
Wait a minute, you know what's fucked up
Black people in college act stuck up
So self-concsious, and insecure,
You wanna speak back, but you really ain't sure
Look at me, what do you see?
You see the OG you ashamed to be
So fuck you, you pretty little rich frat boy,
You can suck my dick just like that boy
CHORUS
I said honey, (honey), you got some sexy looks,
You need money (money), to buy your textbooks
Get it wet, and I can get it hard,
We can slide your vaginal credit card
Computer girl, come to my house and be my tutor girl,
Before we study, can we smoke a little Buddha, girl?
Raise your shirt, lick the nipples on your hooters, girl
Open up your legs, baby your the girl
Stick out your tongue and let me shoot it, girl
You was playin with my floppy, then my hard drive downloaded,
Down your thoat, and fuckin exploded
Tell your prejudice dad and mom,
To email their comments to suck my dick.com
Afro's the bomb, blowin' up like Vietnam
CHORUS(x2)
afroman - because i got high
It's like I don't care about nothin' man
Role another blunt, Yeah cuz
I was gonna clean my room, until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom, But then I got high
My room is still messed up And I know why, (why man)
Cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna go to class, before I got high
I coulda' cheated and I coulda passed, but I got high
I'm taking it next semester and I know why, (why man)
Cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna go to work, but then I got high
I just got a new promotion, but I got high
Now I'm selling dope and I know why, (why man)
Cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna go to court, before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support, but then I got high
(No you weren't)
They took my whole pay check, and I know why, (why man)
Cuz I got high,
Because I got high
Because I got high
I wasn't gonna run from the cops but I was high
(I'm serious man)
I was gonna pull right over and stop, but I was high
Now I'm a paraplegic, and I know why, (why man)
Cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna pay my car a note, until I got high
I wasn't gonna gamble on the boat, but then I got high
Now the tow truck's pulling away, and I know why,
(why man)
Cuz I got high, because I got high,
Because I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna make love to you, but then I got high, I'm serious
I was gonna eat your pussy too, but then I got high
Now i'm jacking off and I know why, (turn this shit off)
Cuz I got high,
Because I got high,
Because I got high
I messed up my entire life, because I got high
I lost my kids and wife, because I got high
Now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk, and I know why, (why man)
Cuz I got high,
Because I got high,
Because I got high
I'm gonna stop singing this song, because I'm high
I'm singing this whole thing wrong, because I'm high
And if I don't sell one copy I'll know why, (why man)
Cuz I'm high,
Because I'm high,
Because I'm high
(Are you really high man?)
(he really is high man!)
get jiggy with it
O bring it back (say what say what oh, Because I'm high
Because I'm high,
Because I'm high
Well my name is afroman and I'm from east palmdale,
All the 'Dale weed i be smokin, is mama's hell
I don't believe in Hitler thats what I say' (O my goodness)
So all of you skins, please give me more head
Mother fucker, afro mother fucker m-a-n
A-e-i-o-u and sometimes
We aint going to sell any of these mother fucking
albums cuz
let's go back to marshal durbans and hang some more
chickins cuz fuck it
Fuck the corporate world bitch
afroman - buschead boogie
afroman - caddy hop
Afroman...
latatatatatataaahaaaa
the two zigzags,
latatatatahaahaaaaaaaa
mister mix,
latatatatahaahaaaa
the hungry hustler,
latatahaahaaaa
Brand new Kakhi's on my ass,
Colt 45 in my glass...
Cadillac Coupe Deville,
Hit The Corner on three wheel.
I got my soundsystem beating real good,
Hittin switches while I'm throwin up the hood.
I never play the radio,
I buy underground from the mom-n-pappa sto'.
I cruise late night by the clubs,
Smokin on a dub while my woofers just sub.
Baby I'm from haddisburg,
Those are my Caddies up against the curb.
I got gold Daytona's on my car,
sport T-shirts, kakhi's and all stars.
I like regular people, not stars...
I don't play areas, just bars.
I don't act funny, I don't act funny,
just because I got some money... (2x)
if you lookin for the bomb (2x)
go to: afromanmusic.com, afromanmusic.com
if you lookin for some music (2x)
well let me help you choose it (2x)
I'm so glad I got my website,
I ain't worried bout mtv,
I got 20 videos, buy 'em all on dvd,
I'm so glad I got my website,
I ain't worried bout mtv,
I just got my hydraulics,
come on and caddy hop with me!
caddy hop baby, caddy hop (3x)
caddy hop baby, you don't stop...
The homies call me afroman,
I rap with a live funk band,
if you can't buy my music don't sweat,
order it of the internet.
I'm never on mtv, but everybody got my cd,
I'm never on the radio, but everybody knows afro.
You say you looking for some music (2x)
well let me help you choose it (2x)
if you want the bomb (2x)
go to: afromanmusic.com, afromanmusic.com
I'm so glad I got my website,
I ain't worried bout mtv,
I got 20 videos, buy 'em all on dvd,
I'm so glad I got my website,
I ain't worried bout mtv,
I just got my hydraulics,
come on and caddy hop with me!
caddy hop baby, caddy hop (3x)
caddy hop baby, you don't stop...
make you caddy hop, at the red light,
don't trip, go ahead, that shit looks tight,
don't pass by the homies, unless you hit the switches,
don't have hydraulics, and act like a bitch!
when you hit the switches get your shine on,
think about the days, you got your grind on.
smokin that weed, drinkin that brew,
you like the lowrider? I like the lowrider too!
caddy hop baby, caddy hop (3x)
it's the bomb! afromanmusic - dot com
afroman - cali swangin
Nobody feels - like a "G" feels
when he post up his '64 on three wheels
Daddy ask me "what you wanna be when you grow up"
a low rider with some colt 45 in my cup
I was on my way to college and then saw
a Cadillac three wheelin' down Crenshaw
It was nineteen hundred and eighty three
I knew exactly what the Fuck I wanted to be
a low rider bass provider drop down like a spider
spy the hood rat and go straight inside her
But if she Buttless
Bitch can't ride in my Cutlass
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
runnin' them Red lights sideways
In the parks and streets - brothers keep dying
but I drop the back and let the sparks keep flyin'
My daddy wanted me to take the Dayton's off the Dodge
'Cause the baseheads keep breakin' in the garage
I keep saggin' in my 'Lac with my butt out, I strutt out
Look at my two front tires - you know I cut out
I took from the ghetto what I could take
But you can't take my P.O with the metal flake
I'm a knucklehead buzzin' off of alcohol
messing up a new car for no reason at all
--(CHOR)--
Hit the switch Homeboy, Hit the swiotch
Stop acting like a little old biotch
X2
Front and back Homeboy front and back
blaze the sac and pass back my yack
X2
Three wheels Homeboy, Three Wheels
let me see your low rider "G" skills
X2
One switch, Two switch, Three switch, Four
Oh my God, my batteries low.
X2
Cali
Cali Swangin'
Sound
system Bangin'
X2
(PIANO RIFFZ)
Can't stop sportin' them allstars
can't stop driving them gangster cars
new cars just don't appeal to me
It's 2004 and I'm a still a "G"
Cops don't want brothers loiterin'
Gangbangers drive by and start Slaughterin'
So they talk alot of smack and write a fat ticket
but I drive around the corner, come back and still kick it
Gotta sell wheatgerm and crack, so
I can have money just incase a break a axle
I turn my music up loud - to attrack a crowd
throw the hood out the window, make the homeboys proud
Keep my kahki's creased right, with my girl in my ride
I used to be local but now I'm Worldwide
afromanmusic.com blowin' up like vietnam
GoTo --(CHOR)--
Af-ro-man-make the cadillac coupe pancake
Lock it up, Cock it up
Post on three's, twist on D's
Afro as you're ride her, Cadillac walk like a spider
smash out fast then dump her
Sparks straight flying from the bumper
World-Wide-Hungry-Hustler
Hit that switch don't be no buster
Hop in the coupe like a toad frog
Go swoop up your role dog
Cali Swangin' K.J
Go way back like heyday
six stray
six 'fo
A.F.R.O
GoTo --(CHOR)--
afroman - colt 45
**Says**
Hey, wait a minute,
There was a blind man, right, a blind man,
He was feeling down the street with his stick, right,
Hey, He walk pass at this fish market,
you know what I'm saying (fish market),
He stops and took a deep breath and said:
Whoa! Good morning ladies.
Hahaha.
You like that shit man?
I got a gang of that shit man.
I'll tell you what
My man on the guitar
Dude on the drums
Everyody gather 'round the mic
I'll tell ya all these muthaf**kas
First I'mma start it off like this
Help me sing it homeboy!
C'mon!
**Sings**
Colt 45 and two zig-zags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn
we can take our turn
singin' them dirty rap songs
stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
and sell tapes from here to hong kong
i said roll, roll, roll my joint
pick out the seeds and stems,
feelin' high as hell
flyin' through palm dale
skatin' on dayton wheels
so roll, roll, the '83
cadillac coupe de ville
if my tapes and cd's just don't sell
i bet my cabby will
well it was just sun down
in a small white town
and they call it east side palm down
when the afroman walked through the white land
houses went up for sale
well i was standin' on the corner sellin' rap CD's
when i met a lil' girl named Jan
i let her ride in my caddy
'cause i didn't know her daddy
was the leader of the ku-klux-klan
we fucked on the bed
fucked on the floor
fucked so long
i grew a fuckin' afro
then i fucked to the left
fucked to the right
she sucked my dick
til the shit turned white
i thought to myself
"sheeba, sheeba!"
got my ass lookin' like a zebra
i put on my clothes
and i was on my way
till her daddy pulled up in a chevorlet
so i ran, jumped out the back window
but her daddy he was waitin' with a 2 by 4
oh he beat me to the left
beat me to the right
the mothafucka whooped my as all night
but i ain't mad
at her prejudice dad
that's the best damn pussy i eva had
i got a bag of weed
and a bottle of wine
i'm gonna fuck that bitch
just one more time
Colt 45 and two zig-zags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the door at the dogs
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn
we can take our turn
singin' them dirty rap songs
stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
i said it takes form him to hong kong
i said roll, roll, roll my joint
pick out the seeds and stems
feelin' high as hell
flyin' through palm bell
skatin' on dragon wheels
so roll, roll, roll the '83
cadillac coupe de ville
if my tapes and cd's just don't sell
i bet my cabby will
i met this lady in Hollywood
she had green hair but damn she look good
i took her to my house 'cause she looked fine
but she whooped out a dick that was bigger than mine
i met this lady from Japan
never made love with an african
i fucked her once, i fucked her twice
i ate that pussy like shrimp-fried rice
don't be amazed at the stories i tell you
i met a woman in the heart of Australia
she had a big butt and titties too
so i hopped in her ass like a kangaroo
see i met this woman from Hawaii
stuck it in her ass and she said "iiiiiiiiieeeeee"
lips was breakfast
pussy was lunch
then her titties busted open with hawaiian punch
met Colonel Sanders wife
in the state of Kentucky
she said i'll fry some chicken
if you just fuck me
i came in her mouth it was a crisis
i gave her my secret blend
of herbs and spices
Colt 45 and two zig-zags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the door at the dogs
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn
we can take our turn
singin' them dirty rap songs
stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
i said it takes form him to hong kong
i said roll, roll, roll my joint
pick out the seeds and stems
feelin' high as hell
flyin' through palm bell
skatin' on dragon wheels
so roll, roll, roll the '83
cadillac coupe de ville
if my tapes and cd's just don't sell
i bet my cabby will
i met dolly parton in Tennesee
her titties were filled with hennesee
and that country music really drove me crazy
but i rolled that ass and said yes miss daizy
then i met this lady from Oklahoma
put her pussy in a coma
met this lady in Michigan
can't wait til i fuck that bitch again
met a real black girl in South Carolina
fucked her til she turned to a white albina
i fucked this hooker in Iowa
I fucked her on credit so i owe her
fucked this girl down in Georgia
i came in her mouth now i thought i told ya
met this beautiful sexy hoe
she just ran cross the border from Mexico
this fine young thing said her name's Maria
I wrapped her up just like a hot tortilla
i wanna get married ut i can't afford it
i know i'm gonna cry when she get departed
Colt 45 and two zig-zags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the door at the dogs
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn
we can take our turn
singin' them dirty rap songs
stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
i said it takes form him to hong kong
have you eva went ova a girl
starts to fuck but the pussy just ain't no good
i mean ya gettin' upset
'cause you can't get her wet
plus you in the wrong neighborhood
so you try to play it off
and eat the pussy
but it take her so long to come
then a dude walk in it's her big boyfriend
and he ask you where you from
so you wipe your mouth
and you ty to explain
you start talking real fast
but he already mad
'cause you fuckin' his one
so he start beatin' on yo ass
so your clothes all muddy
your nose all bloody
your dick was hard but now it's soft
you thought you had a girl to rock ya world
but you still have to go jack off
Colt 45 and two zig-zags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the door...........
afroman - compton isn t too far away
When I was young we wanted to get out the ghetto
But after we moved out of the ghetto
It was hard to get things we needed
I took a picture in the hood
Standing by the door
White T shirt and black khakis
Sagging kind of low
I see the corner that I worked
With my homies in the back
LAPD searching us
Looking for some crack
I donâ??t need to be the king of the world
All I need is some activator
For my Jehri curl
CHORUS:
Compton isnâ??t too far away
Neither is South Central LA
No matter what the cops try and say
We move from South Central
To the desert of the real high
Palmdale-Lancaster
Blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night
The sheriff harasses me
He puts me in the choke hold
So bad I can barely breath
Iâ??m the hungry hustler Afroman
Iâ??m going parking lot platinum in my Astrovan
CHORUS:
Compton isnâ??t too far away
Neither is South Central LA
No matter what the cops try and say
Iâ??m selling yay
I see police lights
On palmdale boulevard
Back-up units pulling up
Iâ??m thinking oh my god
I got nowhere else to go
My hands are in the air
I donâ??t know what to do
But you canâ??t have my weed and my brew
afroman - crazy rap
(Wait a minute, man. Hey, check this out, tell it. It was this blind man, right?
Man, check this out- it was this blind man, right?
He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right?
Hey. He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said,
Woooooo, good morning, ladies.
You like that shit, man? Hey, man, I got a gang of that shit, man.
I tell you what- my man on the guitar, fool on the drums,
everybody just crowd around the mic, I'll tell you all these mutha-fuckin' jokes.
But first, I'ma start it off like this. Hey, help me sing it, homeboy.)
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.
So roll, roll, roll my joint. Pick out the seeds and stems.
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims.
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coup de Ville.
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my caddy will.
Well it was just sundown in a small white town. They call it Eastside Palmdale.
When the Afroman walked through the white land, houses went up for sale.
Well, I was standin' on the corner sellin' rap cds when I met a little girl named Jan.
I let her ride in my Caddy cause I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Klu Klux Klan.
We fucked on the bed, fucked on the flo', fucked so long, I grew a fuckin' afro.
Then I fucked to the left, fucked to the right. She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white.
I thought to myself, Sheba, Sheba! Got my ass lookin' like a ZEBRA!
I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way, until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet.
I ran. I jumped out the back window, but her daddy, he was waitin' with a 2 x 4.
Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right. The mutha-fucker whooped my ass all night.
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad, that's the best damn pussy I ever had.
I got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine. I'm a fuck that bitch just one more time.
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.
So roll, roll, roll my joint. Pick out the seeds and stems.
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims.
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coup de Ville.
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my caddy will.
I met this lady in Hollywood. She had green hair, but damn she looked good.
I took her to my house, cause she was fine, but she whipped out a dick that was bigger than mine.
I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African.
I fucked her once, I fucked her twice. I ate that pussy like shrimp fried rice.
Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya. I met a woman in the heart of Australia.
Had a big butt and big titties, too, so I hopped in her ass like a kangaroo.
See, I met this lady from Hawaii. Stuck it in her ass, and she said, Aiiiiieeee!
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch, then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch.
Met Colonel Sander's wife in the state of Kentucky. She said, I'll fry some chicken if you just fuck me.
I came in her mouth. It was a crisis. I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices.
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.
Hey, wait a minute man, check this out.
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee. Her titties were filled with Hennesy.
That country music nearly drove me crazy, but I rode that ass and said, Yes, Miss Daisy!
Met this lady in Oklahoma; put that pussy in a coma.
Met this lady in Michigan; I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again.
Met a real black girl in South Carolina; fucked her 'til she turned into a white albino.
Fucked this hooker in Iowa. I fucked her on credit, so I owe her.
Fucked this girl, down in Georgia; came in her mouth. Man, I thought I told ya.
Met this beautiful sexy ho; she just ran cross the border of Mexico.
Fine young thing, said her name's Maria. I wrapped her up just like a Hot Tortilla.
I wanna get married, but I can't afford it. I know I'ma cry when she gets deported.
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.
Have you ever went over to a girl's house to fuck, but the pussy just ain't no good? (SAY WHAT?)
And then you're getting' upset cause you can't get her wet, plus you in the wrong neighborhood?
So you try to play it off and eat the pussy, but it takes her so long to come (SAY WHAT?)
Then a dude walks in. That's her big boyfriend, and he asks you where you from? (Where you from, man?)
So you wipe your mouth, and you try to explain (I don't bang.), you start talkin' real fast.
But he's already mad, cause you fuckin' his wife, so he starts beatin' on your ass.
Now your clothes all muddy, your nose all bloody, your dick was hard but now it's soft. (WHUT?)
You thought you had a girl to rock your world, now you still gotta go jack off.
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
[fade out]
afroman - deck my balls
Merry Christmas (repeated)
hey whatsup? hey come on in
welcome to the recital man (cluck)
alright everybody got their music?
alright pass it out pass it out
alright you ready? Yah man
1-2-3-4
lick my balls with lots of saliva
fa la la la la la la la la
tis the season to suck a drunk driver
fa la la la la la la la la
out of style with gangster apparal
fa la la la la la la la la
stroll through the hood with a loaded double barrel
fa la la la la la la la la
blazing blunts in a beat up taurus
fa la la la la la la la la
baby gangsters sellin dope for us
fa la la la la la la la la
digital scale to weigh and measure
fa la la la la la la la la
getting over on the system brings me pleasure
fa la la la la la la la la
(laugh)
high as hell with dark sunglasses
fa la la la la la la la la
flunking all my stupid ass classes
fa la la la la la la la la
me and my homies kickin together
fa la la la la la la la la
drunk and high in real cold weather
fa la la la la la la la la
afroman - dirty rap songs
Colt 45 and two zig-zags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the door at the dogs
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn
we can take our turn
singin' them dirty rap songs
stop and hit the gong like Cheech and Chong
i said it takes from him to hong kong
i said roll, roll, roll my joint
pick out the seeds and stems
feelin' high as hell
flyin' through palm bell
skatin' on dragon wheels
so roll, roll, roll the '83
cadillac coupe de ville
if my tapes and cd's just don't sell
i bet my cabby will
i met dolly parton in Tennesee
her titties were filled with hennesee
and that country music really drove me crazy
but i rolled that ass and said yes miss daizy
then i met this lady from Oklahoma
put her pussy in a coma
met this lady in Michigan
can't wait til i fuck that bitch again
met a real black girl in South Carolina
fucked her til she turned to a white albina
i fucked this hooker in Iowa
I fucked her on credit so i owe her
fucked this girl down in Georgia
i came in her mouth now i thought i told ya
met this beautiful sexy hoe
she just ran cross the border from Mexico
this fine young thing said her name's Maria
I wrapped her up just like a hot tortilla
i wanna get married ut i can't afford it
i know i'm gonna cry when she get departed
Colt 45 and two zig-zags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the door at the dogs
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn
we can take our turn
singin' them dirty rap songs
stop and hit the gong like Cheech and Chong
i said it takes form him to hong kong
have you ever went over a girl
starts to fuck but the pussy just ain't no good
i mean ya gettin' upset
'cause you can't get her wet
plus you in the wrong neighborhood
so you try to play it off
and eat the pussy
but it take her so long to come
then a dude walk in it's her big boyfriend
and he ask you where you from
so you wipe your mouth
and you ty to explain
you start talking real fast
but he already mad
'cause you fuckin' his one
so he start beatin' on yo ass
so your clothes all muddy
your nose all buddy
your dick was hard but now it's soft
you thought you had a girl to rock ya world
but you still have to go jack off
Colt 45 and two zig-zags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the door......
afroman - dopefiend
Will somebody call me a cab?
I swallowed another tab
I might overdose under the circumstance
So betta yet call me an ambulance
[Chorus]
Cause I'ma dopefiend baby, I don't know why
All I wanna do is get high
Between your legs is where my brain is at
Cause I'ma nymphomaniac
I used to smoke marijuana when I was a kid
Now I'm trippin on acid
I'm high on every drug known to mankind
So go ahead and pass it
[Chorus]
My designated driver was this girl
Her name was Carolyn
But I can't go home cause she just died from an overdose of heroin
She's a dopefiend baby
She don't know why
All she wants to do is get high
Between her legs is where my brain is at
Cause I'ma nymphomaniac
[Chorus]
This butt naked girl sat next to me
And offered me some ecstasy
Then she gave me a big fat kiss with a mouth full of LSD
[Chorus]
Wave your hands in the air
Then wave it like you just don't care
If you got on clean underwear somebody say oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Check it out all the homeboys gather round cuz
Repeat after me
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
My hands are shakin, my nose is twitchin, my eyeballs are real gigantic
I'm layin in bed, with a throbbin head, and I'm trippin on widespread panic
[Chorus - repeat 3X]
Hell yeah, A man, I'm gonna do some impersonations right
A, the first one is a mixture between the lead singer of the B-52's
And Robert Smith from the cure right
[Chorus]
I'm gonna do Axl Rose from Guns N Roses cuz
[Chorus]
Willie Nelson, Willie Nelson, we gonna sing some country
Maybe I didn't fuck you
But little darling don't cry
The fact is I masturbated
About an hour before you came by
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
On the road again
Open up your legs and let me stick it in
My favorite past time is making love to my girlfriend
I can't wait to shoot my load again
Shoot my load again
Stick my dick some where it's never been
afroman - drive better drunk
[Chorus: 2x]
Don't grab my keys when the party's over
I drive better drunk, than you do sober
[Verse 1]
I don't know what you've been told
I've been drinkin since 12 years old
Started in 1988
Hangin at the liquor store real real late
I drunk a swallow, I drunk a cup
Drunk the bottle, I threw up
Over the years, I learned to pace it
Get kinda tipsy, but not that wasted
I like beer, but I love malt liquor
Cuz malt liquor, get me drunk quicker
Stop on the freeway, take a whiz
Hop in my Cadillac and handle my biz
I drive better drunk than I do sober
Cuz when I'm sober right
I think I can make through the, red light
Go, go, go, I hope I'm not dead right
But when I'm drunk, I know I can't
So I ain't, I drive like a saint
Drinkin is a class I did not flunk
I'm a Colt 45 certified drunk
[Chorus: 2x]
[Verse 2]
I dropped outta school in 9-0
Became the world's greatest wino
I drink at home, I drink at work
Ignore the boss, he just a jerk
I drink 12:00 in the day
Relax my nerve, serve my yay'
When my day go bad, I always drink
Calm down, relax and think
Only days we like to clown
A 24-ounce 'fore the sun go down
On weekends, that's when it's cool
To drink a 40-ounce, and act a fool
Once I get into that zone
I leave that beer and that liquor alone
I can barely walk, I can barely talk
But I can glide that Cadillac like a hawk
[Chorus: 2x]
[Verse 3]
I ran from the cops in the rain
With my church shoes on
I drove from Palmdale, California to Compton
Drunk two 40-ounces, Old English 800, the club ended
All the homies left my in the parkin lot toe' back
Wasn't nobody out there but me and the sheriff department
Fell asleep on the 14
Woke up on the 405
Fell asleep on the 405
Woke up on the 105
Fell asleep on the 105
Woke up in bed
Call that, uh, autopilot
But don't try that at home; I got skills
I am to liquor, what the Crocodile Hunter is to alligators
"These crocs, they're not your ordinary crocs
"You gotta grab them in the mandible"
We can't find no hotels man (you know what I'm sayin)
So we might have to drive
All day, and all night
I got some music
So it's alright
[Repeat 4x]
All day, and all night
I got some music
It's alright
Make you feel good
Rollin through the hood
With your windows down
Checkin out your sounds
Just lend me a light
No stress and strive, baby
afroman - freak on with you
[Verse 1]
Walking down the street with a gangsta limp
Hoes on the corner like a O.G. pimp
Feelin real good cuz I'm drunk and high
Throwin up the hood as the cars go by
The light turned green and I started to bail
Across the street, drunk as hell
Seen a fine girl at the red light
Her face her hair her car was tight
The light turned green and she had to go
The bitch pulled over at the liquor sto'
She got out the car and walked around
And there I was, posted 'cuz
She looked at the Khakis hangin off my ass
She put her head down and tried to pass real fast
But on the way back out, before she left
I asked her with Colt 45 on my breath
[Chorus]
Can I get my freak on with you? (come here baby)
Smoke some weed and drink some brew (I love ya body)
Can I get my freak on with you? (yeah)
Smoke some weed and drink some brew (oww)
[Verse 2]
When I heard Too Short "The Freaky Tales"
I was still a virgin, I was mad as hell
Had nothin to lose, everythang to prove
Tryin to fuck every duck that moved
Hangin at the swapmeet, drunk and high
Flirtin with the hoodrats walkin by
Sometimes I got dissed, sometimes I got laid
Sometimes I got ganked, sometimes I got paid
High school parties in East Palmdale
Dancin with a female lookin bomb as hell
With a booty up against me make me feel real good
Plus her hands between my legs rubbin on my wood
My dick Johnny Cochran gets real hard
And all of a sudden, I want the broad
High on weed, drunk on beer
That's when I whispered in her ear
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Redheads, blond hoes, Puerto Ricans and chicanos
Oriental girls not mention black
Back to back, stacked like a six-pack
Panties droppin, bra unstrappin
Like Mariah Carey I'ma +Make It Happen+
Whoo whoo (whoo whoo), ride hoes like my Coupe
I'm 30 years old in 2004
I got a wife and I don't fuck around no more
Ay, remember Joby, well Joby's a giant
And bitches wanna do me like I'm Kobe Bryant
Too many skeezers, too many diseases
Now I'm in the Bible tryna be like Jesus
I used to be a gigalo back in the day
I remember when I used to say
[Chorus: 2x]
afroman - ghetto memories
[Afroman talking]
Gotta do one song for the hood
This going out to all my homeboys
Ya know what I' saying
All my balling homeboys
Ya know what I' saying
Up in the hills (ghetto memories)
Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces
You know, doing good
It's lonely at the top
And if you get to thinking, heh
You get those (ghetto memories)
[Afroman singing]
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)
[Afroman rapping]
I hop out my car and stroll brotha
Afroman, young soul brotha
Late night crack house deep off in the hood
We kick it outside cause the weather feel good
Stereo bumping in the living room
Classic soul music with the peaceful boom (boom)
Colt 45 got your boy on buzz
But I ain't going home, I' post in cuz (post in cuz)
Take another swig, take another hit
Talk to my man about some real deep shit
Cluck heads walking up and down the block (ba-kaa!)
Pulling to the side and selling the rock
The block get slow about a quarter to four
Spotlight po-po gets searched once more
They searched me from the east, west, north and south
I relaxed cause I got the cocaine in my mouth
They take the handcuffs off and we get released
Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys 'peace'
Nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Grove
Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home (memories)
[Afroman singing]
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)
[Afroman rapping]
My system be good off in my Fleetwood
Beating in my Caddy like cops in Cincinnati
At the red light, I stop and stall
Look at the liquor store and see my name on the wall
Hookers on the corner tryna make a sale
Brothas in handcuffs going to jail
The light turn green and I starts to bail
Dosing off cause I' drunk, high, sleepy as hell
And as I ride, I just can't hide
My sense of pride, for where I reside
I' proud of the ghetto, proud to survive the ghetto
You know, stay alive in the ghetto
Drink Colt 45 in the ghetto
Struggle and strive to get out the ghetto
I' out the ghetto
But the ghetto is inside me
Ghetto memories
[Afroman singing]
Memories (baby), of the ghetto
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories)
Memories, of the ghetto
Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories)
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