Afroman - Let's All Get Drunk Tonight Lyrics

Afroman - Let's All Get Drunk Tonight Video

Let's all get drunk tonight. (Hell yeah.)

I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. (C'mon yeah.)

Let's all get high tonight.

Maybe nobody will die tonight.

(C'mon, dance with me baby, c'mon.)

Let's all sell yell tonight. (Say yeah ah huh.)

I hope I don't go back to gaol tonight. (Not tonight.)

Let's go to the club tonight.

I know a woman that wanna make love tonight.

 

Let's get dumb, drink some rum.

Make my teeth and gums feel real numb.

We'll be thinking 'bout surviving

While we're drinking and we're driving.

Hope I don't wreck when my vision gets blurry.

Sober up looking at an all white jury.

Judge don't like no drunk like me.

Punk might give me strike number three.

Cause when I'm drunk and when I'm high,

I don't give a damn 'bout a DUI.

Let's just get lit, dance like a nitwit,

Try to talk to the women that we can't get with.

Me and my staff make everybody laugh.

If the beer runs out, we can all go half.

It's Friday night. Got the perfect weather.

Lets get drunk together.

 

Let's all get drunk tonight. (Hell yeah.)

I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. (C'mon yeah)

Let's all get high tonight.

Maybe nobody will die tonight.

(C'mon, dance with me baby, c'mon.)

Let's all sell yell tonight. (Say yeah ah huh .)

I hope I don't go back to gaol tonight. (Not tonight.)

Let's go to the club tonight.

I know a woman that wanna make love tonight.

 

Bacardi. Colt .45.

Let's party. We're still alive.

Tomorrow brings pain and sorrow,

But tonight, we're all right.

Drink that beer 'til your belly can't hold it.

Tell the homeboys, we fittin' to get loaded.

Rollin' through the Ante-dope Valley out there.

Hope the cops don't smell

That beer on my breath,

Cause if the sheriff catch a whiff of that fifth,

It'll probly knock him stiff.

Don't look dumb if my breath on hum.

Stick your hand in you're pocket, please, pass some gum,

So the cops can't tell my breath smell.

We won't go to jail, we'll go to Palmdale

With the beautiful women and the beautiful weather,

We can both get drunk together.

 

Let's all get drunk tonight. (Hell yeah.)

I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. (C'mon yeah.)

Let's all get high tonight.

Maybe nobody will die tonight.

(C'mon, dance with me baby, c'mon.)

Let's all sell yell (Say yeah ah huh.)

I hope I don't go back to gaol tonight. (Not tonight.)

Let's go to the club tonight.

I know a woman that wanna make love tonight.

 

Baby, I beg your pardon,

But your outfit's giving me a hard-on.

Maybe some way, maybe some how,

You could dance with me, right here, right now.

Been lookin' at you all night long.

That DJ's playing my favorite song.

Everything is splendid, don't mean no harm.

Don't get offended when I pull your arm.

I ain't felt this good since I don't know when,

And I might not feel this good again.

It's Friday night, beautiful weather,

Let's get drunk together. (C'mon, y'all.)

 

Let's all get drunk tonight. (Hell yeah.)

I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. (C'mon yeah.)

Let's all get high tonight.

Maybe nobody will die tonight.

(C'mon, dance with me baby, c'mon.)

Let's all sell yell tonight. (Say yeah ah huh.)

I hope I don't go back to gaol tonight. (Not tonight.)

Let's go to the club tonight.

I know a woman that wanna make love tonight.

 

Let's all get drunk tonight.

I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. (yeah)

Let's all get high tonight.

Maybe nobody will die tonight.

Let's all say 'oh yeah' tonight.

I hope I don't go back to gaol tonight.

Let's go to the club tonight.

Find a girl that wanna make love tonight.

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Afroman - Palmdale Lyrics

Afroman - Palmdale Video

Just like bums, we used to stay in the slums of LA by the way

Gang-bangers killin' each other for rep, sellin' rock cocaine on my doorstep

Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to ride, but my mamma never would let me play outside.

But when I got enrolled in elementary school, started bangin' like a fuckin' fool.

So cool, throwin' up gang signs to the gangster beat, shot an enemy from across the street

Mamma came home, said she got a good job. Daddy did too. Now they don't squab.

Financially, we improvin'. 2 months later, son, we movin'.

No more duckin' from shotgun shells. Bought a two-story house in East Palmdale.

(give it to me now.)

 

Palmdale, (Hell, yeah) come back to me.

I need you and I love you, baby.

Palmdale, come back to me.

(Check it out, check it out, check it out.)

 

No more rats and no more roaches, livin' next door to football coaches.

Now I got a new place to sell my crack. Now I got little white kids to jack.

I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red. Too busy squabbin' with the skinheads.

Stupid questions, distract the class. Rubbin' little white girls on the ass.

I didn't really care if I passed or failed, I knew I was headed for the NFL,

Until the playoff game, shoulder got hurt. I thought about my future, layin' in the dirt.

I can't jump, I can't flinch. Superstar player, ridin' the bench.

Graduate from school? Don't make me laugh. I got an F+ in basic math.

(give it to me now.)

 

Palmdale, (Hell, yeah) come back to me.

I gotta do one song for my neighborhood. Bucccoooc!

Palmdale, come back to me.

(check it out.)

 

I knew I couldn't make it in the white man's world, so I bought me some khakis and a Geri curl.

I knew I couldn't make it to the NFL, I went to East Palmdale and started slangin' llello.

Fo' sho'! I was makin' crazy dough. Shoulda dropped outta school a long time ago.

Bought a cell phone, likin' it. Now I deliver like Pizza Hut.

I drunk whiskey and Bacardi. I sold dope to anybody.

Me and my homies sold dubs and dimes, took turns bustin' rhymes just to pass the time.

A white man drove up to my spot. He said, Hey, homeboy, what you got?

I put a fat rock inside his hand. About 25 sheriffs jumped out the van.

(Get down, punk.)

 

Palmdale, (Hell, yeah) come back to me.

I need you and I love you, baby.

Palmdale, come back to me.

(check it out, check it out, check it out.)

 

Can't get drunk. Can't get blunted. LA County, 95 hundred.

Crips wanna take my All-stars. Bloods wanna eat my Snicker bars.

Them peckerwoods don't want none, but the Mexican's straight own one.

Them Eses, catorces, treces, always tryin' to test me,

So I jumped off the bed, cause I ain't no punk. Jammed his head up against the bunk.

Socked that Cholo in his chin. Black mutha-fuckas scared to jump in.

Sheriff broke it up when we hit the floor. I kept talkin' shit cause I want some more.

Back in town, we get along with the brown. Now I'm in jail, they tryin' to beat me down.

Jail is hell, but I'll adapt. Won't hesitate to get in a scrap.

'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for certain, sittin' in the hole with my knuckles hurtin'.

(Palmdale.)

 

Palmdale, (Hell, yeah) come back to me.

I need you and I love you, baby.

Palmdale, come back to me.

(check it out, homeboy.)

 

Now I got a fucked up life. Two bad kids and a naggin' wife.

Dead end job at the airport. Check too short to pay the house note.

Turn on the TV, then I see different homeboys that went to school with me

Playin' in the NFL. We used to kick back in East Palmdale.

Rodney Williams. Lorenz Tate. Zeno plays for Colorado State.

I wish my homeboys much success, but at the same time, I still get depressed.

Walkin' through the wind with a cup full of gin thinkin' 'bout things that coulda, woulda, shoulda been.

I wipe my tears, sip my beers, wish good luck to my peers.

(Palmdale.)

 

Palmdale, come back to me.

I need you and I love you, baby.

Palmdale, (Palmdale) come back to me.

Cause that's where my heartache began, heartache began.

 

Palmdale, (Palmdale) come back to me.

I need you and I love you, baby.

Palmdale, (Oh yeah) come back to me.

Cause that's where my heartache began, heartache began.

 

Palmdale, come back to me.

(Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, where y'all at man?)

Palmdale, come back to me.

(Hey, wherever you at in the world, I don't care if you in Japan, Africa

Hey, you know how we used to do it, man. Hey, hey, hey.)

Yo, let me get a Palm (Palm!)

Yo, let me get a Dale (Dale!)

Yo, what do we sell? (llello!)

Yo, where we fittin' to go? (We fittin' to go back to jail!)

(x4)

 

Dale. Palmdale. (Hey, everybody just clap your hands.)

Dale. Palmdale. (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. Buci-buci-bucccoooc!)

Dale. Palmdale.

Dale. (Where them Falcons at?) Palmdale. (It ain't over 'til the fat man sings.)

Dale. (Little Rock can't get none. What, what?) Palmdale.

Dale. Palmdale.

(fade out)

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Afroman - Tumbleweed Lyrics

Afroman - Tumbleweed Video

Damn how long is it gonna take u to roll a joint cuss

(i juss i juss got the bag man)

U'r over there acting like u'r playing the piano or something

(i juss i juss got the bag hommie, u know what i'm sayin)

Yeah (u wanna get fucked up)

Let me hit this homeboy (yeah fuck)

La ta ra ta ra (ohh ma goodness) su suub subby doo waa (ahh take it in babe...)

Yeah it looks lovely

Bucoooooooooook

 

Aie what a light low (right here cuss)

Give it here man (thats ma bull shit)

I love u baby (oh yeah man)

I love u honey, yes i do (take this dick )

Give it to me girl (ah honey)

Uhhh eyo eyo buccok eyo eyo buccok for sure...suuuuuuuuu eyo

 

It's been a long long time i've been smoking... smoking maruana (la ta tara ta)

It takes me out of ma mintoghetto n places me in the bahamas

It's been a long long time i've been smoking... smoking maruana (la ta tara ta)

It takes me out of ma mintoghetto n places me in the bahamas

 

It puts ma mind at ease indulging ma self in the calm breeze

N ma problems will float away beyond the palm trees

But i gotta keep

Smoking n smoking n smoking on

I keep choking n choking n choking on

I keep selling n selling n inhaling

Ma tumbleweed

 

I like to go to palmdale n sit by the fountains (sit by the fountains)

I light up ma fat one gazing at the snow cap mountain (come n get it on)

I like to go to palmdale n sit by the fountains (sit by the fountains)

I light up ma fat one gazing at the snow cap mountain (uhhhhh)

 

Uhhh baby plz dont nagg go n give me the zigzag

N ma problems will blow away like a plastic bag

But i gotta keep

Smoking n smoking n smoking on

I keep choking n choking n choking on

I keep selling n selling n inhaling

Ma tumbleweed

 

I need to get a job n thats not funny (la ta tara ta)

Coz may b smoking too much ganja (yeah)

N we'r runnign out of money (can i get a hell lotta dope yoo)

I gotta lie to the man

Telling that i've never been arrested (so u have never been to jail)

I gotta go to the clinic baby

I gotta get drug tested (oh no)

I got no food for ma stomach

Got no gas for ma coup de ville

I gotta walk to the supermarket for some golden seed

Coz every day i'll b smoking n smoking n smoking on

N i'll b choking n choking n choking on

N i'll b selling n selling n inhaling

Ma tumbleweed (yeah)

A yo ahh

A yo yeah

 

I said the black man smoking (black man smoking)

N he's a so bored (ae man whats that )

I said the mexican's smoking (mexican's smoking)

N he's chowoued (where r u from ma say)

I said the creeyoo's smoking (creeyoo smokin)

Down in mississipi (fuck creeyoo)

I said the white man's smoking (white man's smoking)

If he's a hippy (where's the black man)

 

It puts ma mind at ease indulging maself in the calm breeze

N ma problems will float away (where) beyond the palm trees

But i gotta keep smoking on n smoking on n smoking on

I keep choking on n choking on n choking on

I keep selling n selling n inhaling

Ma tumbleweed (yeah)

 

Right abt now i'm gonna dedicate this to everybody

I went to palmdale high school,check this shit out cuss

 

Douee doobeewa douee doobeewa douee doobeewa douee doobeewa douee doobeewa douee doobeewa

 

A yo listen to this

Check this out

I said jouby jouwaa had done afroooo with something with souuhh checking nice coat

???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

 

Aee man take me to the bridge

Move outta here mann

 

It puts ma mind at ease (puts ma mind at ease )

Indulgin maself in a calm breeze (oouuouuuyeahhhhh)

N ma problems would float away (where) beyond the palm trees (what ya gotta do)

But i gotta keep

I keep smoking n smoking n smoking on

I keep choking n choking n choking on

I keep selling n selling n inhaling

Ma tumbleweed (yeah)

 

Ayoo wahh

Aooouyeahhhh

Ma tumble weed (yeahhh!!!)

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Afroman - Crazy Rap Lyrics

Afroman - Crazy Rap Video

(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 woman 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)

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Afroman - Hush Lyrics

Afroman - Hush Video

(Hook) (Afroman talking)

Hush, hush (yeah yeah)

Somebody's callin my name (if you listen closely baby)

Hush, hush (yeah yeah)

Somebody's callin my name

Hush (listen baby) hush (somebody's callin)

Somebody's callin my name

Oh my lord, oh my lord, what shall I do

 

(A man sometimes girls think I'm crazy cause I wake

Her up and I tell her)

Sounds like Jesus (sounds like Jesus)

Somebody's callin my name (I know I'm high but baby)

Sounds like Jesus

And somebody's callin my name

Sounds like Jesus

Somebody's callin my name

Oh my lord, Oh my lord, what shall I do

 

(You know man, I think about all the hard times that I

Went through and I think)

I'm so glad,I'm glad that trouble don't last always

I'm so glad,I'm glad that trouble don't last always

I'm so glad I'm glad that trouble don't last always

Oh my lord, Oh my lord, what shall I do

 

I gotta feelin, that everything's gonna be all right

I gotta feelin everything's gonna be all right

I gotta feelin that everything's gonna be all right

Be all right

Be all right

Be all right

 

(man it's funny cause I learnt this song when I was a little kid

 

When I went to visit my granddaddy down there in Mobile, Alabama

He stayed in this place called Trendy Garden you know what I'm sayin?

He used to grow his vegetables right there on the side of the house

And every now and then he'd get me to help him out know what I'm sayin?

And as he was like weedin out his garden and everything

He'd sing all kinda tunes and hymns know what I'm sayin?

And sometime he'd sing the same one like over and over and over again

You know what I'm sayin?

He'd get tired of singin the words

Sometimes he'd take a sip of his water outta that glass jar, set it back down

And while we was plantin them collard greens, he'd hum it

Just like this right here, help me out cuz, you know how we used to do it)

 

(*humming*)

 

It gets all in my hands

It gets all in my feet

It makes me wanna sing my song

To every little girl I meet

It gets all in my heart

It gets all in my sole

It comes straight out my mouth

And then I lose control

Cause I, I got this feelin, that everything's gonna be all right

Be all right

Be all right

Be all right

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Afroman - Colt 45 Lyrics

Afroman - Colt 45 Video

Wait a minute man

Hey check this out man (Tell it!)

It was this blind man right, 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' (Fish market?)

He stopped he took a deep breath he said:

Snfffffff Woooo, good morning, ladies!

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

 

You like that shit man? (That's pretty good!)

Hey man, I've got a gang of that shit, man.

I'll tell you what, my man on the guitar,

Hey, fool on the drum.

Hey, everybody's crowding around the mic, I'll tell you all these motherfuckin' jokes I got,

But first I'mma start off like this, hey help me sing it, homeboy

 

Said Colt 45 and two Zigzags,

Baby, that's all we need

We can go to the park after dark

And 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

So roll, roll, roll my joint,

Pick out the seeds and stems

Feeling high as hell,

Flyin' through Palmdale

Skatin on Dayton rims

So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac Coupe De Ville

If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my cabby will.

 

Well it was just sundown in small white town

They call it Eastside Palmdale (Well.)

When the Afroman walked through the white land

Houses went up for sale (Sale)

Well, I was standing on the corner sellin' rap CDs

When I met a little girl named Jan (Jan)

I let her ride in my caddy

Because 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 (left)

Fucked to the right (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

Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet

So I ran I jumped out the back window

But her daddy he was waitin' with a two-by-four

Oh, he beat me to the left

He beat me to the right

The motherfucker whooped my ass all night

But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad

That's the best damn pussy I ever had

Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine

I'mma fuck that bitch just one more time

 

Colt 45 and two Zigzags,

Baby, that's all we need

We can go to the park after dark

And 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

So roll, roll, roll my joint,

Pick out the seeds and stems

Feeling high as hell,

Flyin' through Palmdale

Skatin on Dayton rims

So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac Coupe De Ville

If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my cabby will.

 

I met this lady in Hollywood

She had green hair, but damn she looked good

I took her to my house because 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, (once)

I fucked her twice (twice)

I ate that pussy like shrimp-fried rice

 

Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya (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 woman from Hawaii

Stuck it in her ass and she said Aiee!

Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch

Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch

 

I met Colonel Sanders' wife in the state of Kentucky

Said I brought 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 Zigzags,

Baby, that's all we need

We can go to the park after dark

And smoke that tumbleweed.

And as the marijuana burn we can take our turn

Singin' them dirty rap songs

Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong (Hey wait a minute, man, check this out...)

And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

 

I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee

Her titties were filled with Hennessy

That country music really 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 down in South Carolina

Fucked her until she turned into a white albina

 

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 hoe

She just ran across 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'm gonna cry when she get deported

 

Colt 45 and two Zigzags,

Baby, that's all we need

We can go to the park after dark

And smoke that tumbleweed.

And as the marijuana burn we can take our turn

Singin' them dirty rap songs

Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong

(Hey wait a minute man, hey fuck that shit)

And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

 

Have you ever went over a girls south to front

But the pussy just ain't no good (Say what?!?)

I mean you gettin' upset because you cant 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 (Say what?!?)

Then a dude walk in that's her big boyfriend

And he asks you where you from

 

So you wipe your mouth and you try to explain

You start talkin' real fast

But he already mad cause you fuckin' his wife

So he start beatin' on yo' ass

Now your clothes all muddy

Your nose all bloody

Your dick was hard but now its soft (What?)

You thought you had a girl to rock your world

Now you still gotta go jack off

 

Said Colt 45 and two Zigzags,

Baby, that's all we need

We can go to the park....

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