It's like I don't care about nothing man Roll another joint, ooh la da da da la da da la la da da I was gonna clean my room until I got high I was gonna
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
do I party and still pass, i hardley ever go to class, i got a golden eagle on my stolen reel, if u bought it from me its illegal, 'cause im Afroman
(Laughing) Yeah, Comeon Homeboy, Turn it up Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Buch-ach x2 Afroman, Double H, Double C Double OG, Checking in the double tree Colt
Afroman... latatatatatataaahaaaa the two zigzags, latatatatahaahaaaaaaaa mister mix, latatatatahaahaaaa the hungry hustler, latatahaahaaaa Brand
see, hemp suits lookin back at me Afroman be dressin pimpalicious, and women find me magicly delicious Turn up the sterio, hit the blut, slick the fo' fo' Weed, beer, plastic cup, afroman
Will somebody call me a cab? I swallowed another tab I might overdose under the circumstance So betta yet call me an ambulance ?Cause I'ma dopefiend
[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
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
[Man talking] Ok, we got the Birdman in the building (the birdman) We got Killa in the building (yeah) We got Young Weezy in the building (Weezy) [
have me a woman that's fine) I like the girls (Make love and have a heart attack Cum and go at the same time) Girls (Afroman, yeah, Afroman) I like the
[Verse 1] Walking down the street with a gangsta limp Hoes on the corner like a O.G. pimp Feelin real good 'cause I'm drunk and high Throwin up the hood
the corporate world is oh so cold To the people at the bottom of the totem pole Divided we fall, together we stand What you need? Get it from the Afroman
Yeah, I be acting crazy rapping nasty but don't get me wrong I got sense I'ma thank God on this song This song is dedicated to all the homeboys that almost
Hush, hush, somebody's callin' my name Hush, hush, somebody's callin' my name Hush, hush, somebody's callin' my name Oh my Lord, oh my Lord, what shall
[Verse 1] A little ditty, about the Afroman A Mississippi rapper, doin the best he can Afro gon be a hip-hop star Freestylin in the back of that police
dashing through these hos, cadillac's and sixty 'fo's, on three wheels we go, clocking lots of doe, Cellphone ringtone ring, my song "Because I
lick my balls with lots of sylivia 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 stye with ganster
