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 sh*t, man? Pretty good
Hey, man, I got a gang of that sh*t, man
Are you asshol or motherf*cker, 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 motherf*cking 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
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns
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 Palm Dale, skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll the ′83 Cadillac Coupe de Ville
If my tapes and my CD's just don′t sell, I bet my caddy will
Well, it was just sundown in a small white town
They call it East Side Palm Dale
When the Afroman walked through the white land
Houses went up for sale
Well, I was standin' on the corner sellin' rap CD′s
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 Klu Klub Klan
We f*cked on the bed, f*cked on the flo′
f*cked so long, I grew a f*ckin' afro
Then I f*cked to the left, f*cked to the right
She sucked my dick ′til the sh*t 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 two by four
Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right
The mutha-f*cker whooped my ass all night
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad
That's the best damn puss* I ever had
I got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
I′m a f*ck that bitch just one more time
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 burns we can take our turns
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 Palm Dale, skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll the ′83 Cadillac Coup De Ville
If my tapes and my CD's 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 f*cked her once, I f*cked her twice
I ate that puss* 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 titt*es, too
So I hopped in her ass like a kangaroo
See, I met this lady from Hawaii
Stuck it in her ass, and she said, "Aiiee!"
Lips was breakfast, puss* was lunch
Then her titt*es 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 f*ck 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
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns
Singing them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong
Like Cheech and Chong
Hey, wait a minute man, check this out (sell tapes from here to Hong Kong)
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her titt*es were filled with Hennessey
That country music nearly drove me crazy
But I rode that ass and said, "Yes, Miss Daisy"
Met this lady in Oklahoma put that puss* in a coma
Met this lady in Michigan, I can′t wait 'til I f*ck that bitch again
Met a real black girl in South Carolina
f*cked her ′til she turned into a white albino
f*cked this hooker in Iowa, I f*cked her on credit, so I owe her
f*cked this girl, down in Georgia, came in her mouth
Man, I thought I told ya
Met this beautiful sexy ho
She just ran 'cross 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'ma cry when she gets 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 burns we can take our turns
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
