Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tumbleweed, 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
Tumbleweed |
You over there actin like |
you playin the piano or som’n cuz |
[*sucks teeth* I ju-I just got the bag, homie. |
You know I’m sayin? |
Chill the fuck up] |
Yeah, let me hit this home boy |
La da da da da |
Shoop shoop shooby do wa |
Yeah, it looks lovely! |
Hey, where the light, Loc? |
Give it here, man, stop bullshitin' |
I love you baby |
I love you honey yes I do |
Do it to me girl, uh |
Yeah, yeah *chicken noise* |
Yeah, yeah *chicken noise* |
Fo' sho' *inhale* Yeah |
(main) |
Its been a long long time I been smoking |
Smokin marijuana |
It takes me out of my mental ghetto |
and places me in the Bahama |
Its been a long long time I been smoking |
Smokin marijuana |
It takes me out of my mental ghetto |
and places me in the Bahama |
It puts my mind at ease |
indulging myself in the calm breeze |
And my problems will float away |
beyond the palm trees |
But I gotta keep smokin and a’smokin and a smokin on |
I keep chokin and a’chokin and a’chokin on |
I keep sellin and and a’sellin and inhalin |
My tumbleweed |
I like to go to Palmdale |
Sit by the fountain |
I light up a fat one gazing |
at the snowcapped mountains |
Come again now, uh |
I like to go to Palmdale |
Sit by the fountain |
Light up a fat one gazing |
at the snowcapped mountains |
Baby please dont nag |
go and get me the zig zag |
And my problems will blow away |
like a plastic bag |
But I gotta keep smokin and a’smokin and a’smokin on |
I keep chokin and a’chokin and a’chokin on |
I keep sellin and and a’sellin and inhalin |
My tumbleweed |
I need to get a job |
and thats not funny |
Cuz me be smokin too much ganja |
and me runnin outta money |
I gotta lie to the man |
tell him that I never been arested |
I gotta go to the clinic baby |
I gotta get drug tested |
I got no food for my stomach |
got no gas for my Coupe DeVille |
I gotta walk to the supermarket |
for some Goldenseal |
Cuz everyday I be smokin and a’smokin and a smokin on |
I be chokin and a’chokin and a’chokin on |
I be sellin and and a’sellin and inhalin |
My tumbleweed yeah |
I said the black man smoke it |
if he’s a soul bro |
I said the Mexicans smoke it |
if he’s a cholo |
I said the Creole smoke it |
down in Mississippi |
I said the white man smoke it |
if he’s a hippy |
It puts my mind at ease |
indulging myself in the calm breeze |
And my problems will float away |
beyond the palm trees |
But I gotta keep smokin and a’smokin and a’smokin on |
I keep chokin and a’chokin and a’chokin on |
I keep sellin and and a’sellin and inhalin |
My tumbleweed yeah |
Right about now |
Im gonna dedicate this to everybody |
That went to Palmdale highschool with me |
Check this shit out cuz |
Hey, take me back to the bridge |
we up outta here man |
It puts my mind at ease |
indulging myself in the calm breeze |
And my problems will float away |
beyond the palm trees |
But I gotta keep smokin and a’smokin and a’smokin on |
I keep chokin and a’chokin and a’chokin on |
I keep sellin and and a’sellin and inhalin |
My tumbleweed yeah |
My tumbleweed yeah |