Afroman - Palmdale (DIRTY VERSION) w Lyrics
Just like bums, we used to stay in the slums of LA by the way Gang-bangers killin' each other for rep, sellin' rock cocaine on my doorstep Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to ride, but my mamma never would let me play outside. But when I got enrolled in elementary school, started bangin' like a fuckin' fool. So cool, throwin' up gang signs to the gangster beat, shot an enemy from across the street Mamma came home, said she got a good job. Daddy did too. Now they don't squab. Financially, we improvin'. 2 months later, son, we movin'. No more duckin' from shotgun shells. Bought a two-story house in East Palmdale. (give it to me now.) Palmdale, come back to me. I need you and I love you, baby. Palmdale, come back to me. (Check it out, check it out, check it out.) No more rats and no more roaches, livin' next door ito football coaches. Now I got a new place to sell me crack. Now I got little white kids to jack. I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red. Too busy squabbin' with the skinheads. Stupid questions, distract the class. Rubbin' little white girls on the ass. I didn't really care if I passed or failed, I knew I was headed for the NFL, Until the playoff game, shoulder got hurt. I thought about my future, layin' in the dirt. I can't jump, I can't flinch. Superstar player, ridin' the bench. Graduate from school? Don't make me laugh. I got an F+ in basic math. (give it to me now.) Palmdale, (Hell, yeah.) come back to me. I gotta do one song for my neighborhood <b>...</b>
Afroman - Let's All Get Drunk Tonight (Full Version)
Full Version! Uploaded it because I couldn't find any other full versions! Comment Please! Lyrics: Let's all get drunk tonight. (Hell yeah.) I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. (C'mon.) Let's all get high tonight. Maybe nobody will die tonight. (C'mon, dance with me baby, c'mon.) Let's all sell yell tonight. (Sling yay.) I hope I don't go back to jail tonight. (Not tonight.) Let's go to the club tonight. Find a woman that wanna make love tonight. Let's get dumb, drink some rum. Make my teeth and gums feel real numb. We'll be thinking 'bout surviving while we're drinking and we're driving. Hope I don't wreck when my vision gets blurry. Sober up looking at an all white jury. Judge don't like no drunk like me. Punk might give me strike number three. Cause when I'm drunk and when I'm high, I don't give a damn 'bout a DUI. Let's just get lit, dance like a nitwit, try to talk to the women that we can't get with. Me and my staff make everybody laugh. If the beer runs out, we can all go half. It's Friday night. Got the perfect weather. Lets get drunk together. Let's all get drunk tonight. (Hell yeah.) I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. (C'mon.) Let's all get high tonight. Maybe nobody will die tonight. (C'mon, dance with me baby, c'mon.) Let's all sell yell tonight. (Sling yay.) I hope I don't go back to jail tonight. (Not tonight.) Let's go to the club tonight. Find a woman that wanna make love tonight. Bacardi. Colt .45. Let's party. We're still alive. Tomorrow <b>...</b>
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Afroman - Because i got high (Lyrics)
Afroman because i got high. also happy 420!!!!! 1474230 views!!!!!! Thank you everyone, stay medicated! Afroman Because i got high with lyrics i take no credit all credits to Afroman uploaded just for entertainment purposes only. ........................................................................................................... credits to Jeanne587 for making the video
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afroman-palmdale lyrics
afroman palmdale Yeah Yeah Just like bums, we used to stay In the slums of LA, by the way Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps Sellin' rock cocaine on my doorstep Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to ride But my mamma never would let me play outside But when I got enrolled in elementary school Started bangin' like a ****in' fool So cool, throwin' up gang signs to the gangster beat Shot an enemy from across the street Mamma came home, said she got a good job Daddy did too, now they don't squab Financially, we improvin' 2 months later, "son, we movin" No more duckin' from shotgun shells Bought a two-story house in East Palmdale Give it to me now Palmdale, come back to me I need you and I love you, baby Palmdale, come back to me Check it out, check it out, check it out No more rats and no more roaches Livin' next door to football coaches Now I got a new place to sell my crack Now I got little white kids to jack I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red Too busy squabbin' with the skinheads Stupid questions, distract the class Rubbin' little white girls on the *** I didn't really care if I passed or failed I knew I was headed for the NFL Until the playoff game, shoulder got hurt I thought about my future, layin' in the dirt I can't jump, I can't flinch Superstar player, ridin' the bench Graduate from school? Don't make me laugh I got an F+ in basic math Give it to me now Palmdale, (Hell yeah) come back to me I gotta do one song for my neighborhood (chicken sound <b>...</b>
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Afroman - Palmdale w/ lyrics .
Afroman palmdale lyric video . request a song , & ill be glad to make a lyric video for you :D
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Afroman - Dopefiend
Best song afroman funny -afroman -dopefiend -Because i got high Will somebody call me a cab? I swallowed another tab I might overdose under the circumstance So betta yet call me an ambulance [Chorus] Cause I'ma dopefiend baby, I don't know why All I wanna do is get high Between your legs is where my brain is at Cause I'ma nymphomaniac I used to smoke marijuana when I was a kid Now I'm trippin on acid I'm high on every drug known to mankind So go ahead and pass it [Chorus] My designated driver was this girl Her name was Carolyn But I can't go home cause she just died from an overdose of heroin She's a dopefiend baby She don't know why All she wants to do is get high Between her legs is where my brain is at Cause I'ma nymphomaniac [Chorus] This butt naked girl sat next to me And offered me some ecstasy Then she gave me a big fat kiss with a mouth full of LSD [Chorus] Wave your hands in the air Then wave it like you just don't care If you got on clean underwear somebody say oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Check it out all the homeboys gather round 'cause Repeat after me Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam My hands are shakin, my nose is twitchin, my eyeballs are real gigantic I'm layin in bed, with a throbbin head, and I'm trippin on widespread panic [Chorus - repeat 3X] Hell yeah, A man, I'm gonna do some impersonations right A, the first one is <b>...</b>
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afroman - ghetto memories
www.afromanmusic.com ; Gotta do one song for the hood This going out to all my homeboys Ya know what I' saying All my balling homeboys Ya know what I' saying Up in the hills (ghetto memories) Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces You know, doing good It's lonely at the top And if you get to thinking, heh You get those (ghetto memories) Memories, of the ghetto Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) Memories, of the ghetto Getting paid, getting laid and incarcerated (ghetto memories) I hop out my car and stroll brotha Afroman, young soul brotha Late night crack house deep off in the hood We kick it outside cause the weather feel good Stereo bumping in the living room Classic soul music with the peaceful boom (boom) Colt 45 got your boy on buzz But I ain't going home, I' post in cuz (post in cuz) Take another swig, take another hit Talk to my man about some real deep shit Cluck heads walking up and down the block (ba-kaa!) Pulling to the side and selling the rock The block get slow about a quarter to four Spotlight po-po gets searched once more They searched me from the east, west, north and south I relaxed cause I got the cocaine in my mouth They take the handcuffs off and we get released Hop in the Cadillac and tell my homeboys 'peace' Nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Grove Daytons gold in chrome on my way back home (memories) Memories, of the ghetto Getting drunk, getting high, getting faded (ghetto memories) Memories, of the ghetto Getting paid, getting laid <b>...</b>
Afroman: Crazy Rap (Colt 45) w/ Lyrics
Afroman- Colt 45 with lyrics another one of AfroMans songs, i take no credit all credits to Afroman uploaded just for entertainment purposes only. ........................................ ........................................ ...................................................................................... credits to musicandlyricz for making the video
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Afroman -- Colt 45
this a song that gets confused with crazy rap... great beat though, mad props to the man (that's right, Afroman) here comes lyrics, it's worth the read: hey, play that beat over, man... right on, make me feel all right chorus colt 45 baby colt 45 hey i love you honey it's fro 20 and i gots to drive through my neighborhood for some colt 45 huddle up hustle up liquor store breathin move quickly everybody beefin colt 45 2 zigzags 2 car loads expiring tags liquor store empty get away parkin just in case bullets start barkin (bhoa!) flirt with the fine hoes crack jokes with the winos i know where colt 45 is at in and out like that 20 seconds flat money on the counter bye miss wallo i can get shot if I take too long right around the corner through the park before the sheriff swim up like a shark (wheoaaaau!) close the gate hop out the car start back selling my caviar wassup my plastic cup my stereo all right chorus at the dawn smoke that tumbleweed rough expression on my face why do i like that nasty taste maybe it's because i like the buzz don't care who you iz or who you was i cruise the avenue when smoking weed and having brew let all four my windows down pound the ground with my OG sound got warrants, it ain't fun getting handcuffed on a liquor store run pretty women everywhere brother can't help but stop and stare eyes lips teeth hair breasts thighs derriere if she do or don't reply i still feel good that she walked by chorus works every time remember that night I've seen <b>...</b>
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Afro Man/Reefer Madness Music Video "Let's Get High Tonight"
Music video for "Let's Get High Tonight" by Afro Man, of "Because I Got High" fame. The video features Afro Man performing interspersed with scenes from the legendary stoner cult classic Reefer Madness. Reefer Madness footage is taken from the Off Color Films special edition DVD, featuring a trippy colorized version, a restored black and white version and hilarious commentary from MST3Ks Mike Nelson. www.offcolorfilms.com
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Afroman - Graveyard Shift ( with subtitles )
Cool song by afroman Artist: Afroman Song: Graveyard Shift Album: Because I got high Go to the store and support your artist!! Forget a line in the subtitles: Graveyard shift, you just can't beat it. If you get hungry, grab something and eat it. lyrics: (Is night shift okay with you? Yes. Hey, well you got yourself a job, homey.) Graveyard shift ain't never dead. We got to work when people go to bed. We got a tremendous work overload. The boss don't care about the dress code. So if your hair's messed up, come on in. Nobody don't care 3 o'clock in the morning. I'm fantasizin' about a six four, broke as hell moppin' the floor. I don't know but I gots the hunch that it's almost time for lunch. Smokin' cigarettes in the parking lot, all the homies tellin' lies about the women they got. Nobody gets offended at a racial joke. Everybody's laughin' tryin' to stay woke. We takin' it easy, though times are hard, pullin' practical jokes on the security guard. And if you come late, the boss won't boot ya, standin' ‘round talkin' ‘bout the future. Don't even trip if you feel tired. Take a little nap, you won't get fired. Drink a little beer, smoke you a spliff, nobody cares on the graveyard shift. Buc-wuci-wuci-wooci-woo. Buc-buc-buc-buci-buccooocc! Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift. (Yeah!) Paaaaaaaaarty! On the graveyard shift. (Yeah!) You don't have to slave too hard, on the Graveyard. My name is Joseph Foreman, they call me ‘Fro. I work at the neighborhood grocery store <b>...</b>
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Afroman - Afroman Is Coming To Town - [Walkalicious Vol.8 - X-Mas]
Walkalicious Vol.8 - X-Mas 01. Eazy-E - Merry Muthafuckin' Xmas 02. Westside Connection - It's the Holidaze 03. Snoop Dogg - Santa Claus Goes Straight To The Ghetto (Feat. Daz, Bad Azz & Nate Dogg) 04. Ludacris - Ludacrismas 05. Tha Dogg Pound - I Wish 06. Boyz II Men - Let It Snow 07. Dirty Boyz - All I Want For Christmas Is To Get Crunk 08. Daz - X-Mas Song 09. Sean Barney Thomas - Party 4 De Homies (Feat. J. Flex) 10. Run DMC - Christmas In Hollis 11. Shuko - Merry Crunkmas 12. Jim Jones - Dipset X-Mas Time 13. Nate Dogg - Be Thankful 14. Snoop Dogg - Santa Baby 15. Sido - Weihnachtssong 16. Afroman - Afroman Is Coming To Town ---------- htt://www.myspace.com/chuckpolack htt://www.myspace.com/cw721 ---------- peace chuck-p
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Afroman-Because I Got High 2007
2007 version of Because i got high. Hq Version:www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKpqCjD8fOU&fmt=18
Afroman Deck my balls Christmas song - Lyrics
Afroman Deck my ball Lyrics: Lick my balls with lots of sylivia Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Tis the season to suck a drunk driver Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Out of stye with ganster appearal Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Stroll through the hood with a loaded double-barrel Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Blazin blunts in a beat-up taurus Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Baby gansters sellin dope for us Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Digital scale to weigh and measure Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Gettin over on the system brings me pleasure Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la High as hell with dark sunglasses Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Flunking all my stupid ass classes Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Me and my homies kick it together Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Drunk and high in real cold weather Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
