Colt 45 Lyrics | Afroman

Presenting English Rap Colt 45 Lyrics Performed By The American Rapper Afroman. This Crazy Rap was Produced by Under Universal Motown Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc. Colt 45 Song Lyrics Was Taken From The Album Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig Zags). And This Song was Released In the Year Of 2001.

Song	Colt 45 Lyrics
Album	Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig Zags)
Rapper	Afroman
Banner	℗ 2001 Universal Motown Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc.

Colt 45 Lyrics

Wait a minute, man, hey, check this out, man (Tell it)
It was this blind man, right? (This man) It was this blind man, right?
He was feelin’ his way down the street with a stick, right? (Hey)
He walked past this fish market, you know what I’m sayin’?
(Fish market?) He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said
[Sniffs] “Woo good morning ladies” (Hahahahaha)


You like that shit, man? Hey man, I’ve got a gang of that shit, man
Hey, I’ll tell you what, we’ll all have a good time
We’ll fool on the drum, and hey
Hey if everybody crowd around the mic’
I’ll tell you all these motherfu*kin’ jokes I got
First I’m gonna start off like that, hey help me sing it, homeboy

Said Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, 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 & Chong


And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin’ 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 a small white town
They call it East Side 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
‘Cause I didn’t know her daddy was the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
(Haha) We fu*ked on the bed, fu*ked on the floor (Woo)
Fu*ked so long I grew a fu*kin’ afro
Then I fu*ked to the left (Left), fu*ked to the right (Right)
She su*ked my di*k ’til the shit turned white (Haha)
Thought to myself, “Sheeba-sheeba”, got my a*s lookin’ like a zebra


I put on my clothes and I was on my way
Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet (Oh)
So I ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin’ with a two-by-four
Oh (Haha), he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right


The motherfu*ker whooped my a*s all night
But I ain’t mad at her prejudiced dad
That’s the best damn pu*sy I ever had (Haha)
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine (Woo)
I’m gonna fu*k that bit*h just one more time

Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that’s all we need (Come on)
We can go to the park, after dark, 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 & Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong


So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin’ high as hell, flyin’ through Palmdale, skatin’ on Dayton rims
(Come on) So roll, roll, the ’83 Cadillac Coupe DeVille
If my tapes and my CDs just don’t sell, I bet my Caddy will (Uh)

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 whooped out a di*k that was bigger than mine
I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African


I fu*ked her once, I fu*ked her twice
I ate that pu*sy 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 bu*t and big titties too
So I hopped in her a*s like a Kangaroo


See, I met this woman from Hawaii
Stuck it in her a*s and she said “AIEE!”
Lips was breakfast, pu*sy was lunch
Then her ti*ties busted open with Hawaiian Punch
I met Colonel Sanders’ wife in the state of Kentucky
She said, “I’d fry some chicken if you’d just fu*k me”
I came in her mouth, it was a crisis
I gave her my secret blend of Herbs ‘n’ Spices

Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that’s all we need (Uh)
We can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed (Uh)
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin’ them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong
(Ay, wait a minute man, check this out man, ayy ha)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her tit*ies 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 pu*sy in a coma
Met this lady in Michigan, I can’t wait ’til I fu*k that bit*h again


Met a real black girl down in South Carolina
Fu*ked her until she turned into a white albino
Fu*ked this hooker in Iowa, I fu*ked her on credit, so I owe her
(Haha) Fu*ked 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’ma cry when she get deported

Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that’s all we need (Come on)
We can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed (Uh)
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin’ them dirty rap songs


Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin’ high as hell, flyin’ through Palmdale, skatin’ on Dayton rims
(Come on) So roll, roll, the ’83 Cadillac Coupe DeVille
If my tapes and my CDs just don’t sell…

[Extended version verse:]
Have you ever went over a girl’s house to fu*k
But the pu*sy just ain’t no good? (Say what?)
I mean, you gettin’ upset because you can’t get her wet
Plus you in the wrong neighborhood
So you try to play it off and eat the pu*sy
But it take her so long to cum
Then a dude walk in, that’s her big boyfriend


And he asks you, “Where are you from?”
So you wipe your mouth and you try to explain
You start talking really fast
But he already mad ’cause you fu*king his woman
So he starts beating on yo’ ass, now your clothes all muddy
Your nose all bloody, your d*ck was hard but now it’s soft
You thought you had a girl to rock your world
Now you still gotta go jack off

Said Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, Baby, that’s all we need
We can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed

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