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AFROMAN |
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Afroman - Crazy Rap (Colt 45) |
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 GET Afroman - Crazy Rap (Colt 45) ringtones  'ey check this out man (tell it) It was this blind man right? (This this man check it) It was this blind man right? N he was feelin his way down the street with this sick right?(Yeah) Ey he walked past this fish market ya know what i'm sayin(Fish market) He stopped he took a deep breath n he said (breathin in) Whoa! Good morning ladies. (Laughing in background) You like that shit man?(That was pretty good) Ey man i got a gang o' dat shit man Hey Ill tell ya what My man on tha gutair You on the drums ey ey yall gather round the mic ill tell you all my mothafuckin jokes i got man First I'mma start it off like this Help me sing it homeboy! C'mon! 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 burns 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, feelin' high as hell flyin' through palm dale skatin' on datin' rims 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 they call it east side palmdale when the afroman walked through the white land houses went up for sale..(hell) well i was standin' on the corner sellin' rap CD's when i met a lil' girl named Jan (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 asss 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 he beat me to the right the mothafucker whooped my ass all night but i ain't mad at her prejudice dad that's the best dam pussy i eva had gotta bag of weed and a bottle of wine i'm gonna fucked 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 As the marijuana burns 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, feelin' high as hell flyin' through palm dale skatin' on datin' rims so 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 was 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 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 "iiiiiiiiieeeeee" lips was breakfast pussy was lunch then her titties busted open with hawaiian punch met Kernal Sanders wife in the state of Kentucky she said i'll fry some chicken if you'd 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 As the marijuana burns 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... (fades out.) |
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