Crazy Rap (C-MIx)

Said Colt 45 and two Zigzags
Baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark
And 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
Feeling 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 cabby will
Well it was just sundown in small white town
They call it Eastside Palmdale (Well.)
When the Afroman walked through the white land
Houses went up for sale (Sale)
Well, I was standing on the corner sellin' rap CDs
When I met a little girl named Jan (Jan)
I let her ride in my caddy
Because 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 (left)
Fucked to the right (right)
She sucked my dick 'til 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
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
I'mma fuck that bitch just one more time
Colt 45 and two Zigzags
Baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark
And 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
Feeling 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 cabby will
I met this lady in Hollywood
She had green hair, but damn she looked good
I took her to my house because 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 fucked her once, (once)
I fucked her twice (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 Hawaii
Stuck it in her ass and she said [Aiee!]
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch
Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch
I met Colonel Sanders' wife in the state of Kentucky
Said I brought some chicken if you just fuck me
I came in her mouth, it was a crisis
I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices
Colt 45 and two Zigzags
Baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark
And 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 (Hey wait a minute, man, check this out...)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
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 'til I fuck that bitch again
Met a real black girl down in South Carolina
Fucked her until she turned into a white albina
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 hoe
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'm gonna cry when she get deported
Colt 45 and two Zigzags
Baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark
And 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
(Hey wait a minute man, hey fuck that shit)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong