(Laughing) Yeah, Comeon Homeboy, it up Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh x2
Afroman, Double H, C Double OG, Checking in the double
Colt 45, No Cops give me trouble, but they still trouble me Hit the lights, my rights Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, I don't care Run up in the club, grab me a (Oh) Waitress them drinks 'a coming (burp) Hah, easy come go, fuck what you talking bout? I don't know, Shutup bitch, I'm in my own Turn the up, and leave me alone Put hands up if you're with me (ooh) the bartender, 'a hit me (Buch-ach!)
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Take to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh) You know tomorrow morning, your head's pound (Oh) But tonight, since you don't care, put your beer in the air
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The hungry hustler, Afroman, That fool Fatso and Payne, Drinking brew Drinking brew, taking blunts to the in the air, cause it's a Palmdale thang Everybody in the crowd, put beer in the air (uh) If you're short, stand up in a chair (uh) If you ain't quite, fucked up yet, smoke you a newport Keep a beer, in your hand, take a swig chance you can If you the urge, go ahead and burp, chill for a minute Then take a slurp, slow homie, don't want the bottle To get all foamy, moving, grooving, jumping Bottle in the air, it down.
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Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em (uh) You tomorrow morning, your head's gonna pound (Oh) But tonight, since you don't care, put beer bottle in the air
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it in the trash, drop it on the ground Stagger to the bar, get round If you got alot of money, than I'm sure alcoholic will care a sweet, to the beat, if it's good Put it on the beat, gotta have fun before you get too old the door, to your room, drown everybody out with the boom Stereo loud as hell, cellphone calls go to your voicemail a little time out for yourself Cause Afroman is good for your
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shots to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh) You tomorrow morning, your head's gonna pound (Oh) But tonight, since you don't care, put your beer in the air
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