Afroman - Colt 45 lyrics

**Says**

Whoa! Good morning ladies.

You like that stuff man?

I got a gang of that candy man.

I'll tell you what

My man on the guitar

Dude on the drums

Everyody gather 'round the mic

I'll tell ya all these great barney stories

First I'mma start it off like this

Help me sing it homeboy!

C'mon!

**Sings**

Colt 45 and two zig-zags

Baby that's all we need

We can go to the door at the dogs

smoke that thumb of weed

when the marihuana burns

we can take our turn

singin' them funky rap songs

stop and it the bomb like ching chang chong

i said it takes form him to hong kong

i said roll, roll, roll my joint

feelin' happy as ever

flyin' through palm bell

skatin' on dragon wheels

so roll, roll, roll the '83

cadillac coupe de ville

if takes those mercedes just don't sell

i bet my caddy will

well it was just sun down

in a small white town

and they call it east side palm down

when the afroman walked through the white land

houses went up for sale

well i was standin' on the corner sellin' rap CD's

when i met a lil' girl named Jan

i let her ride in my caddy

'cause i didn't know her daddy

was the leader of the kids kandy kets

we layed a fart

farted on the floor

farted so long

i grew a smelly afro

then i farted to the left

farted to the right

she smelled my fart

til her nose turned white

i thought to myself

"sheeba, sheeba!"

got my but lookin' like a zebra

i put on my clothes

and i was on my way

till her daddy pulled up in a chevorlet

so i ran, jumped out the back window

but her daddy he was waitin' with a 2 by 4

oh he kissed me to the left

kissed me to the right

the gay little kissed my but all night

but i ain't mad

at her kissin dad

that's the best damn farts i eva had

i got a bag of bread

and a bottle of pop

i'mma fart that girl

just one more time

Colt 45 and two zig-zags

Baby that's all we need

We can go to the door at the dogs

share that chicken leg

As the chicken burn

we can take our turn

singin' them funky rap songs

stop and it the bomb like ching chang chong

i said it takes form him to hong kong

i said roll, roll, roll my chicken

feelin' happy as ever

flyin' through palm bell

skatin' on dragon wheels

so roll, roll, roll the '83

cadillac coupe de ville

if takes those mercedes just don't sell

i bet my caddy will

i met this lady in Hollywood

she had green hair but yes she look good

i took her to my house 'cause she looked fine

but she farted so big i thought it was mine

i met this lady from Japan

never made love with an african

i punched her once, i punched her twice

i ate that food like shrimp-fried rice

don't be amazed at the stories i tell you

i met a woman in the heart of Australia

she had a big butt and toes too

so i hopped in her feetlike a kangaroo

see i met this woman from Hawaii

stuck the keys in her car and she said ***

shirmp was breakfast

rice was lunch

then her bungie cord busted open with hawaiian punch

met Kernels Sanders wife

in the state of Kentucky

she said i'll fry some chicked

if you just fart on me

i came in her house it was a crisis

i gave her my secret blend

of herbs and spices

Colt 45 and two zig-zags

Baby that's all we need

We can go to the door at the dogs

share that chicken leg

As the chicken burns

we can take our turn

singin' them funky rap songs

stop and it the bomb like ching chang chong

i said it takes form him to hong kong

i said roll, roll, roll my chicken

feelin' happy as ever

flyin' through palm bell

skatin' on dragon wheels

so roll, roll, roll the '83

cadillac coupe de ville