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Afroman - Colt 45 & 2 ZigZags (Crazy Rap) // Lyrics
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Afroman
Afroman
Vocals
The Sugarhill Gang
The Sugarhill Gang
Sampled Artist
Traditional Folk
Traditional Folk
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Foreman
Joseph Foreman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joseph Foreman
Joseph Foreman
Producer
Savalas Brothers
Savalas Brothers
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Wait a minute, man
Aye, check this out, man (Tell him)
It was this blind man, right? It was this blind man, right?
He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right?
Aye, he walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said
Woo, good morning, ladies
You like that shit, man?
Aye, man, I've got a gang of that shit, man
I tell you what? My man on the guitar
Aye, Fool on the drums
Aye, everybody, just crowd around the mic
I'll tell you all these motherfuckin' jokes I got
So, first, I'ma start off like this, hey, help me sing it, homeboy
Come on
[Chorus]
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
Singin' 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
[Verse 1]
Well, it was just sundown in a small, white town
They call it East Side Palmdale (Well)
When the Afroman walked through the white land
Houses went up for sale (Hell)
Well, I was standing 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 Klux 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 till the shit turned white
I thought to myself, sheeba-sheeba, got my ass lookin' like a zebra
I put 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 motherfucker whooped my ass all night
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad
That's the best damn pussy I ever had
I got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
I'ma fuck that bitch just one more time
[Chorus]
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
Singin' 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
[Verse 2]
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 whooped 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 (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 Hawai'i
Stuck it in her ass and she said, "Aiee"
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch
Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian punch
Met Colonel Sanders' wife in the state of Kentucky
She said, "I'd fry some chicken if you'd just fuck me"
I came in her mouth, it was a crisis
I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices
[Chorus]
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
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
[Verse 3]
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 till I fuck that bitch again
Met a real Black girl down in South Carolina
Fucked her until she turned into a white albino
Fucked this hooker in Iowa, I fucked her on credit, 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'ma cry when she get deported
[Chorus]
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
Singin' 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
Written by: Joseph Foreman
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