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South Central, Palmdale flossin I in a place called Palmer's Crossing Hattiesburg, Smokin marijuana like a hippy All my in Laurel Beg Buy my rap tomorrow Tell DJ Pumpkin "Keep it Clyde"? Request my tape you go inside So I can take Jane and To Fuck little homegirl Make her curl Rock their Leave their Auntie Sheryl She sucks me me me fucks me Cries every time I leave But I in the Coup Cause I to go Scoop ho From Hit it once hit it twice, I hit it again Hit it in Make bitch rub her clit again the nipples on her tit again Suck my dick she spit again
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I rock cocaine down in Ellisville Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's Kept my dope stashed with hoochie Way down in East Bouche Cops be sweatin town dog Sniffin my car a hound dog Separate me from my and shit Tryin to get my bitch to fuckin and shit Roscoe P. Coltrane warrant checks on the Afroman But I can't be no hip hop Cuffed in the back of some car Did you find the NO Did you find the NO Open up the back door ???Well son, you're to go??? A-F-R-O marijuana like a cholow In a clean low Come on let's all get drunk I hope I don't fight with a tonight Get As I swerve Cadillac through
Hope I don't crash when I hit Get my ass kicked in the white Prejudice won't let me go So drive slow my fro I was dumb, now I'm dumber Last summer I fucked all the little girls in Sumrall Grabbed my and started pickin a tune For and June in Picayune, baby Just a shovel I be diggin All the pretty young women in On the I got my dick down some girl's I can't help it I'm a baby I think you need to wipe lip baby Hula Hula The whole house What's up with all the down in Pascagoula Small towns, small But they got big ole asses plus titties Is it a bird? Is it a It's the hungry Afroman through the air in my underwear Geri curl in my hair I'm in control like Janet I hit Jackson Always plenty panty action McClaine, even Tell the whole world your home Yazoo, and Natchez I got the weed brother, who got the Who got the funky DJ scratches? Depend on me my name was patches First it was a black thing, just the big Now I roll With all the ever thought I'd see the Klu Klux Klan Buying row seats for the Afroman flags tobacco in their mouth It's a thing jumpin off in the South Afroman, I'm a of it Hattiesburg hip hop I'm the of it I'm the I'm the And all you haters, mash you like potatoes I'll make girlfriend holler and scream Then cook me some cornbread and greens
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1982, '83, '84 Erin, Broste, Carlos, and Tryin to dance in my B-Boy stance Micheal glove, parachute pants Calvin Gary, Garnett G-dog 'cause, I believe we grown But hey G-dog, you and see dog happens 'cause, it's you and me dog Or I say loc you my folk So let's take a Till we I'm a locsta spokesta Drinking everyday I'm supposed to Bottle after bottle dog in my Flowing on the mic like the river
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