Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig Zags) (Album Version (Edited))

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Wait a minute man Hey check this out man tell it It was this blind man right, it was this blind, man right He was feeling his way down the street with a stick right, hey He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm saying (fish market) He stopped he took a deep breath he said Snfffffff, woo good morning ladies, ha You like that – man Hey man I've got a gang of that – man Hey I'll tell you what We'll all have a good time We'll pull on the drug And hey, hey if everybody try on the mic I'll tell you all these mother– jokes I got First I'm gonna start off like that, hey help me sing it homeboy Said Colt 45 and two zigzags baby that's all we need We can go to the park, after dark 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 Deville If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my caddy will Well, it was just sundown in small white town They call it east side Palmdale (well) When the Afroman walked through the white land Houses went up for sale Well, I was standing on the corner selling rap CDs When I met a little girl named Jane I let her ride in my caddy Because I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Ku Klux Klan We – on the bed – on the floor – so long I grew a – Afro Then I – to the left (left) – to the right (right) She sucked my – 'til the – turned white Thought to myself Sheba-Sheba Got my – lookin' like a zebra I put on my clothes and I was on my way Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet And so I ran I jumped out the back window But her daddy he was waiting with a two-by-four He beat me to the left He beat me to the right The mother– whooped my – all night But I ain't mad at her prejudice dad That's the best damn – I ever had Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine I'm gonna – that – just one more time Colt 45 and two zigzags baby that's all we need We can go to the park, after dark 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 flying through Palmdale Skatin' on Dayton rims So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac coupe Deville If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my caddy 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 - that was bigger than mine I met this lady from Japan Never made love with an African I – her once, – her twice I ate that – 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 - too So I hopped in her – like Kangaroo See I met this woman from Hawaii Stuck it in her – and she said "ayee" Lips was breakfast, – was lunch Then her - busted open with Hawaiian punch I met Colonel Sanders' wife in the state of Kentucky Said I'll fry some chicken if you'd just – 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 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 (hey wait a minute) And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee Her - were filled with Hennessey That country music really drove me crazy But I rode that – and said yes Miss Daisy Met this lady in Oklahoma Put that – in a coma Met this lady in Michigan I can't wait 'til I – that – again Met a real black girl down in South Carolina – her until she turned into a white Albino – this hooker in Iowa I – her on credit, so I owe her – this girl down in Georgia Came in her mouth, man I thought I told ya Met this beautiful sexy – 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 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 Deville If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my caddy will