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Video Karaoke Crazy Rap (Colt 45) - Afroman

Este tema es una versión de Crazy Rap, que popularizó Afroman
Colt 45 and 2 Zig Zags

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Mismo tempo que el original: 99 BPM

Tonalidad idéntica al original: LAm

La canción empieza a capella

Duración: 05:33 - Escuchar en: 03:32

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Fecha de publicación: 2000
Géneros: Rap & Hip-Hop, En inglés
Compositor original: Afroman

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Letra Crazy Rap

Wait a minute man hey check this out man there was this blind man right
Hey, there was this blind man right
He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick right
Hey, he walked past this fish market you know what
I'm sayin' he stopped he took a deep breath he said
Wooh good morning ladies ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You like that shit man
Hey man I got a gang of that shit man
I tell you what my man on the guitar
Hey, you fool on the drums hey, everybody just crowd around the mic
I'll tell you all these mutha fuckin' jokes I got man
But first I'm 'a start it out like this
Hey, help me sing it homeboy come on
Say colt forty five and two Zig Zags baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
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 eighty three
Cadillac Coup de Ville
If my tapes and my
CD's just don't sell
I bet my Caddy will
Well it was just sundown in a small white town they call it Eastside Palmdale
When the Afroman walked through the white land houses went up for sale
Well I was standin' on the corner sellin' rap CDs
When I met a little girl named Jan
I let her ride in my caddy 'cos I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Klu Klux Klan
We fucked on the bed fucked on the flo' fucked so long
I grew a fuckin' afro
Then I fucked to the left fucked to the right
She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white
I thought to myself
Sheba Sheba got my ass lookin' like a zebra
I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way
Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet
So I ran and 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 mutha fucker whooped my ass all night
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad
That's the best damn pussy I ever had
I got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
I'm 'a fuck that bitch just one more time
Colt forty five and two Zig Zags baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
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 eighty three
Cadillac Coup de Ville
If my tapes and my
CD's 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 'cos 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
I fucked her twice
I ate that pussy like shrimp fried rice
Don't be amazed at the stories I 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 aie
Lips was breakfast pussy was lunch
Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch
Met Colonel Sander's wife in the state of Kentucky
She said I'll fry 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 forty five and two Zig Zags baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
Sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her titties were filled with Hennesy
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 in South Carolina
Fucked her 'til she turned into a white albino
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 ho she just ran cross 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 gets deported
Colt forty five and two Zig Zags baby that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
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 eighty three
Cadillac Coup de Ville
If my tapes and my
CD's just don't sell
I bet my Caddy will

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