Afroman - on Limpin'
There go Homie Big DRAWERS UPP Hustler!
(Talking and shizz)
Limpin' through the hood with my saggin the bottom of my pants toe back from I'm not a handicap but I to limp Life's a bitch and I'm a pimp down the street to the gangster beat lean to the side and my meat I walk, I stroll brother Afroman is a soul I'm young, but I'm from the old always hang old fools lean to the as I stride I hide my hustler pride when I walk walk and talk that talk they sport my clothes, 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 your leg straight, bend your put a in your stride, dip in your hip be cool fool, when you clock your you can fast, you can limp slow you limp, limp to the tempo when I was, years old boys in the hood taught me how to stroll My TooTall said "what up G"? to the liqour store and like me I did it wrong and I did it I did it all day, I did it all I used to in my room in my mirror, to the sound of the stereo the next day I walked to school and women told me "you so cool" to the people - right on the sheriff hit the turned the on the skinny boy called Afroman through South Central with my in my hand
(more and shizz)
Four things I like, a pimp the way he dress, the way he that clean, unique car he drives and the cool ass way he and jive even when he get locked up in he hop out his cell and to bail all the locked in the pen limp down the hall for me once you can take my freedom, put me in the but in the hole - Im'a hit my stroll
(talk, talk, talk)
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