Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig Zags), artist - Afroman. Album song The Good Times, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.08.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig Zags) |
Wait a minute, man. |
Hey, check this out man, tell it. |
It was this blind man, right? |
Man, check this out. |
It was this blind man, right? |
He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right? |
Hey. |
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'? |
Fish market. |
He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said, "Woo, good morning, ladies." |
You like that shit, man? |
Pretty good. |
Hey, man, I got a gang of that shit, man. |
Are you a ... motherfucker man? |
I tell you what. |
My man on the guitar, hey, |
We'll fool on the drums, yeah, right |
Hey, everybody just crowd around the mic. |
I'll tell you all these motherfucking jokes. |
But first, I'mma start off like this. |
Hey, help me sing it, homeboy. |
Come on |
Said Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, |
Baby that's all we need. |
We can go to the park after dark, |
Smoke that tumbleweed. |
As the marijuana burn |
We can take our turn, |
Singing them dirty rap songs |
Stop and hit the bong |
Like Cheech and Chong, |
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong. |
So roll, roll, roll my joint. |
Pick out the seeds and stems. |
Feelin' high as hell |
Flyin' through Palmdale, |
Skatin' on Dayton rims. |
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coupe de Ville. |
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, |
I bet my Caddy will. |
Well it was just sundown in a small white town. |
They call it Eastside Palmdale. |
Well. |
When the Afroman walked through the white land, |
Houses went up for sale. |
Hell. |
Well, I was standin' on the corner sellin' rap CDs |
When I met a little girl named Jan. |
I let her ride in my Caddy |
'Cause I didn't know her daddy |
Was the leader of the Ku Klub Klan. |
We fucked on the bed, fucked on the floor, |
Fucked so long, I grew a fuckin' afro. |
Then I fucked to the left, fucked to the right. |
She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white. |
I thought to myself, Sheba, Sheba! |
Got my ass lookin' like a zebra! |
I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way, |
Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet. |
So I ran. |
I jumped out the back window, |
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a 2 x 4. |
Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right. |
The motherfucker whooped my ass all night. |
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad, |
That's the best damn pussy I ever had. |
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine. |
I'mma fuck that bitch just one more time. |
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, |
Baby that's all we need. |
Come on |
We can go to the park after dark, |
Smoke that tumbleweed. |
And as the marijuana burn |
We can take our turn, |
Singing them dirty rap songs |
Stop and hit the bong |
Like Cheech and Chong, |
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong. |
So roll, roll, roll my joint. |
Pick out the seeds and stems. |
Feelin' high as hell |
Flyin' through Palmdale, |
Skatin' on Dayton rims. |
Come on |
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coupe de Ville. |
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, |
I bet my Caddy will. |
I met this lady in Hollywood. |
She had green hair, but damn she looked good. |
I took her to my house, 'cause she was fine, |
But she whipped out a dick that was bigger than mine. |
I met this lady from Japan, |
Never made love with an African. |
I fucked her once, I fucked her twice. |
I ate that pussy like shrimp fried rice. |
Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya. |
I met a woman in the heart of Australia. |
Had a big butt and big titties, too, |
So I hopped in her ass like a kangaroo. |
See, I met this woman from Hawaii. |
Stuck it in her ass, and she said, "Aiiiiieeee!" |
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch, |
Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch. |
Met Colonel Sander's wife in the state of Kentucky. |
She said, I'll fry some chicken if you just fuck me. |
I came in her mouth. |
It was a crisis. |
I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices. |
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, |
Baby that's all we need. |
Come on |
We can go to the park after dark, |
Smoke that tumbleweed. |
And as the marijuana burn |
We can take our turn, |
Singing them dirty rap songs |
Stop and hit the bong |
Like Cheech and Chong, |
Sell tapes from here to Hong Kong. |
Hey, wait a minute man, check this out. |
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee. |
Her titties were filled with Hennessy. |
That country music really drove me crazy, |
But I rode that ass and said, "Yes, Miss Daisy!" |
Met this lady in Oklahoma; |
Put that pussy in a coma. |
Met this lady in Michigan; |
I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again. |
Met a real black girl down in South Carolina; |
Fucked her 'til she turned into a white albino. |
Fucked this hooker in Iowa. |
I fucked her on credit what, so I owe her. |
Fucked this girl down in Georgia; |
Came in her mouth. |
Man, I thought I told ya. |
Met this beautiful sexy ho; |
She just ran across the border of Mexico. |
Fine young thing, said her name's Maria. |
I wrapped her up just like a Hot Tortilla. |
I wanna get married, but I can't afford it. |
I know I'mma cry when she get deported. |
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, |
Baby that's all we need. |
We can go to the park after dark, |
Smoke that tumbleweed. |
And as the marijuana burn |
We can take our turn, |
Singing them dirty rap songs |
Stop and hit the bong |
Like Cheech and Chong, |
Sell tapes from here to Hong Kong. |
So roll, roll, roll my joint. |
Pick out the seeds and stems. |
Feelin' high as hell |
Flyin' through Palmdale, |
Skatin' on Dayton rims. |
Come on |
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coupe de Ville. |
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, |
I bet my Caddy will. |