Afroman - on Limpin'
There go thAT Homie Big UPP Hustler!
(Talking and shizz)
Limpin' through the with my kakis saggin the bottom of my toe back from draggin I'm not a handicap but I to limp Life's a bitch and I'm a Palmdale Limpin' down the street to the gangster lean to the side and my meat I walk, I stroll brother is a soul brother I'm young, but I'm the old school always around old fools lean to the side as I I can't hide my pride when I walk that walk and talk that they sport my clothes, Break hoes
Hey Afroman is the 80's
Keep on the street Keep on To the (4 times)
when you sing, limp when you rap Hold leg straight, bend your kneecap put a glide in stride, dip in your hip be cool fool, when you your grip you can limp fast, you can slow you limp, limp to the tempo when I was, thirteen old some boys in the taught me how to stroll My homie TooTall "what up G"? walk to the store and walk me I did it wrong and I did it I did it all day, I did it all I used to in my room in my mirror, to the sound of the boom the very next day I walked to and grown told me "you so cool" Power to the - right on the sheriff hit the the spotlight on the black boy called Afroman through South Central with my dick in my
(more and shizz)
Four things I like, about a the way he dress, the way he that clean, car that he drives and the cool ass way he talk and when he get locked up in jail he hop out his cell and to bail all the homeboys in the pen limp down the hall for me once you can take my freedom, put me in the but even in the hole - Im'a hit my
(talk, talk, talk)
Dayton's
BY Ruck