Afroman - on Limpin'
There go thAT Big DRAWERS UPP Hustler!
(Talking and shizz)
Limpin' through the hood with my kakis the bottom of my pants toe from draggin I'm not a handicap but I to limp Life's a bitch and I'm a Palmdale Limpin' down the to the gangster beat to the side and grab my meat I don't walk, I brother Afroman is a brother I'm young, but I'm from the old always hang old fools lean to the side as I I hide my hustler pride when I walk that walk and that talk they sport my clothes, Break hoes
Hey Afroman is the 80's
Keep on Down the Keep on To the (4 times)
Limp you sing, limp when you rap Hold your leg straight, your kneecap put a glide in your stride, dip in hip be cool fool, when you clock grip you can limp fast, you can limp you limp, limp to the tempo when I was, thirteen old boys in the hood taught me how to stroll My TooTall said "what up G"? walk to the store and walk me I did it and I did it right 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 very next day I to school and grown told me "you so cool" Power to the - 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 I like, about a pimp the way he dress, the way he that clean, car that he drives and the cool ass way he and jive even when he get up in jail he hop out his and begin to bail all the homeboys in the pen limp the hall for me once again you can take my freedom, put me in the but even in the hole - Im'a hit my
(talk, talk, talk)
Dayton's
BY Ruck