Afroman - on Limpin'
There go thAT Big DRAWERS UPP Hustler!
(Talking and shizz)
Limpin' through the hood with my saggin the bottom of my pants toe from draggin I'm not a handicap but I like to a bitch and I'm a Palmdale pimp Limpin' down the to the gangster beat lean to the and grab my meat I don't walk, I stroll Afroman is a brother I'm young, but I'm from the old hang around old fools lean to the as I stride I hide my hustler pride when I walk walk and talk that talk sport my clothes, Break them hoes
Hey is from the 80's
Keep on the street Keep on To the (4 times)
Limp you sing, limp when you rap Hold leg straight, bend your kneecap put a glide in stride, dip in your hip be cool fool, you clock your grip you can fast, you can limp slow however you limp, to the tempo when I was, thirteen old some in the hood taught me how to stroll My homie TooTall "what up G"? walk to the liqour and walk me I did it wrong and I did it I did it all day, I did it all I to practice in my room in my mirror, to the sound of the boom the very next day I to school and grown told me "you so cool" to the people - right on the hit the block turned the on the skinny black boy called rollin' through South with my dick in my
(more and shizz)
Four I like, about a pimp the way he dress, the way he that clean, car that he drives and the cool ass way he talk and even he get locked up in jail he hop out his and begin to bail all the locked in the pen limp down the hall for me once you can my freedom, put me in the hole but even in the hole - Im'a hit my
(talk, talk, talk)
Dayton's
BY Ruck