Mississippi

Please take me back home

To Mississippi

Please take me back home

To Mississippi

One, uh-two, uh-three

Uh-uh, Afro!

Before South Central, Palmdale flossin'

I stayed in a place called Palmer's Crossing

Hattiesburg, Mississippi

Smoking marijuana like a Woodstock hippy

All my homies in Laurel

Beg, borrow, buy my rap tape tomorrow

Tell DJ Pumpkin, "keep it crunkin' Clyde"

Request my tape when you go inside

So I can take Jane and girl to Waynesboro

Fuck her homegirl, thorough

Make her toes curl, rock her world

Leave with her Auntie Sheryl

She sucks me, sucks me

Fucks me, fucks me

Cries every time I leave Biloxi, but I hops in the Coupe

I gots to go

Scoop another hoe from Tupelo

Hit it once, hit it twice

Then I hit it again

Hit it in Meridian

Make the bitch rub her clit again

Pinch the nipples on her tit again

Suck my dick until she spit again

Please take me back home (Come on, y'all)

To Mississippi

Crooked letter, crooked letter, humpback, humpback

Afroman's the bomb, bump that!

Please take me back home (Get on down)

To Mississippi

From the Delta to the Coast

I'm doin' the most

Grab yo' 40 ounce, let's toast

I sold rock cocaine down in Ellisville (Ellisville)

Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's real

Kept my dope stashed with this hoochie (Where?)

Way down yonder in Eastabuchie

Cops be sweatin' out-of-town, dog (-Town, dog)

Sniffin' my car with a hound-dog (Hound-dog)

Separate me from my bitch and shit

Trying to get my bitch to like snitch and shit

Officer Roscoe P. Coltrane

Running warrant checks on the Afroman

But I can't be no hip-hop star

Cuffed in the back of some police car

Did you find the guns? (No)

Did you find the dope? (No)

Open up the back- (Door)

Well, son, you're free to (Go)

A-F-R-(O), marijuana cargo

Flossed like a cho(lo)

In a clean low (glow)

Let's all get drunk tonight

Hope I don't fight with a punk, tonight

Get nervous, as I swerve this Cadillac through Purvis

Hope I don't crash when I hit Petal

Get my ass kicked in the white ghetto

Prejudice police won't let me go

Pop tint window, camouflage my 'fro

Dumb, now, I'm dumber, y'all

Last summer, y'all

Fucked all the lil' girls down in Sumrall

Got a phone call from Niki and June

Pickin' some shrooms down in Picayune, baby

Just like a shovel, I'm truly diggin'

All these women I'm meeting in Wiggins

On the boat, Gulfport

I got my dick down some girl's throat

I can't help it, it's a trip, baby,ugh

I think you need to wipe your lip, baby

Hoola, hoola, the whole-house ruler

What's up to all the homies down in Pascagoula?

Small towns, small cities

But they still got big ol' asses plus titties

Is it a bird? Is it a plane?

It's the hungry hustler, Afroman

Flying through the air in my underwear

Land like a hawk in your derriere

I'm in control like Janet, when I hit Jackson

Always gettin' plenty panty action

McClain, even McComb

Tell the whole world Mississippi's your home

Kazoo, Columbia and Natchez

I got the weed, brother

Who got the matches? (I do)

Who got the funky DJ that scratches?

Depend on me like my name was Patches

It was a black thing just like big wheelies

Now, I roll Phillies with all the hillbillies

Never, ever thought I'd see the Klu Klux Klan

Buying front-row seats for the Afroman

Confederate flags tobacco in their mouth

It's a beautiful thing jumping off in the South

Afroman, I'm a part of it

Mississippi hip-hop, I'm the start of it

I'm the latest, I'm the greatest

And all you haters

I'll mash you like potatoes

Make your girlfriend holler and scream

While she cookin' me some cornbread and collard greens

Please take me back home

To Mississippi

Crooked letter, crooked letter, humpback, humpback

Afroman's the bomb, bump that!

Please take me back home

To Mississippi

From the Delta to the Coast

I'm doin' the most

Grab yo' 40 ounce, let's toast, ugh

Love, peace and afro grease

I hit Green Billing and wrap up one block east

So absurd, up in Oxford

Vision all blurred, speech all slurred

The party's finna start for real

When I hit "start deal", here's the deal

Started at the Dark Horse, then I move to Rick's

Posted up against the wall, takin' flicks with chicks

Nowadays, I get my lumber done

With this pretty young woman in Lumberton

Three-wheel motion through Moss Point

Looked at this girl's ass, then I lost my joint

'Cause I'm from Hattiesburg and I roll on Ds

You can call me a Hattiesburg-er with cheese

Lobster, lobster, honeys, buster

Rapping every day like I'm supposed to

Bottle after bottle, dog in my limo

Flowin' on the mic' like the Mississippi river