(Palmdale was like the of my life But over with homeboy I'm to go home 'cause) Please take me back home (you know I'm sayin) To (I got my Greyhound right here man I'm fittin to go back and kick it with my 'cause) Please take me back home (take a couple pounds of weed) To (You shmell me Yeah, take them fools to '82 'cause)
Before Central, Palmdale flossin I stayed in a place called Palmer's Hattiesburg, Smokin like a Woodstock hippy All my homies in Beg Buy my rap tomorrow DJ Pumpkin "Keep it crunckin Clyde"? Request my when you go inside So I can take Jane and To their little homegirl Make her curl their world Leave with their Sheryl She me sucks me me fucks me Cries every I leave Biloxi But I hops in the I gots to go Scoop ho Tupelo Hit it once hit it twice, then I hit it Hit it in Make bitch rub her clit again the nipples on her tit again Suck my dick she spit again
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I sold rock down in Ellisville Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's Kept my stashed with this hoochie Way down yonder in East Cops be sweatin town dog Sniffin my car with a dog Separate me my bitch and shit Tryin to get my bitch to fuckin and shit Roscoe P. Coltrane Runnin checks on the Afroman But I can't be no hip hop in the back of some police car Did you the gun? NO Did you find the NO Open up the back ???Well son, you're free to go??? A-F-R-O cargo Flossed a cholow In a low glow Come on let's all get drunk I hope I don't with a punk tonight Get As I swerve through Purvis
Hope I don't crash when I hit Get my ass kicked in the ghetto Prejudice police let me go So drive slow my fro I was dumb, now I'm dumber Last summer I fucked all the little girls in Sumrall Grabbed my guitar and pickin a tune For Nikki and in Picayune, baby Just a shovel I be diggin All the pretty young women in On the I got my down some girl's throat I can't it I'm a Crip baby I you need to wipe your lip baby Hula Hula The whole house up with all the bitches down in Pascagoula Small towns, cities But they still got big ole asses titties Is it a bird? Is it a It's the hustler Afroman through the air in my underwear Geri curl in my hair I'm in control like Janet when I hit Always gettin plenty action McClaine, even the whole world Mississippi's your home Yazoo, and Natchez I got the weed brother, who got the Who got the funky DJ scratches? Depend on me like my name was First it was a thing, just the big Willies Now I roll With all the Never ever thought I'd see the Klu Klux Buying row seats for the Afroman Confederate tobacco in their mouth It's a beautiful jumpin off in the South Afroman, I'm a of it hip hop I'm the start of it I'm the I'm the And all you haters, mash you like potatoes I'll your girlfriend holler and scream Then cook me some cornbread and collard
take me back home (Hell yeah) To Crooked letter crooked letter hump-back Afroman's the bomb, bump Please me back home (Hell yeah) To the delta to the coast I'm the most your 40 ounce, let's toast
1982, '83, '84 Erin, Broste, Carlos, and Tryin to break dance in my stance Micheal Jackson glove, pants Gary, Garnett Jones G-dog 'cause, I believe we grown But hey G-dog, you and see dog happens 'cause, it's you and me dog Or I say loc Cause you my So take a toke we croak I'm a locsta Hundred Drinking everyday I'm supposed to after bottle dog in my lip-a Flowing on the mic the Mississippi river
Please take me back (Hell yeah) To Crooked crooked letter hump-back hump-back Afroman's the bomb, bump Please take me home (Hell yeah) To From the delta to the I'm the most your 40 ounce, let's toast
Please me back home (Hell yeah) To Crooked letter letter hump-back hump-back Afroman's the bomb, that Please take me back (Hell yeah) To From the delta to the I'm the most Grab your 40 ounce, toast