Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig Zags)

Wait a minute, man, ay check this out, man (let him tell it)
 It was this blind man, right? It was this blind man, right?
 He was feelin' his way down the street with his stick, right? (Yeah)
 Ay, he walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'? (Fish market?)
 He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said
 "Woo, good morning ladies"
 You like that shit man? (Yeah)
 Ay man, I've got a gang of that shit, man
 Hell yeah, I'll tell you what, my man on the guitar
 Ay, fool on the drum (that right)
 Hey, just, hey, everybody just crowd around the mic
 I'll tell you all these motherfuckin' jokes I got (ay, clap your hands, man)
 So first I'ma start off like this, ay help me sing it, homeboy, come on
 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 Eastside Palmdale (well)
 When the Afroman walked through the white land, houses went up for sale (hell)
 Well I was standing on the corner selling 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
 We fucked on the bed, fucked on the floor, fucked so long I grew a fuckin' afro
 Then I fucked to the left (left), fucked to the right (right)
 She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white
 I thought to myself, "Sheeba-sheeba, got my ass lookin' like a zebra"
 I put on my clothes and I was on my way, until her Daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet
 So I ran, 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 motherfucker whooped my ass all night (damn)
 But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad, that's the best damn pussy I ever had
 Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine (woo)
 I'm gonna fuck that bitch 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 (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, 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 'cause she was fine
 But she whooped out a dick that was bigger than mine (yeah!)
 I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African
 I fucked her once (once), I fucked her twice (twice)
 I ate that pussy 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 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 "aii"
 Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch, then her titties busted open with Hawaiian punch
 Met Colonel Sanders wife in the state of Kentucky
 She said "I'd fry some chicken if you'd just fuck me"
 I came in her mouth, 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, (uh, 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 (ay, wait a minute, man, check this out, ayy)
 And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
 I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee (Tennessee)
 Her titties 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 pussy in a coma
 Met this lady in Michigan, I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again
 Met a real black girl down 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 hoe, she just ran across the border of Mexico
 Fine young thing, said her name's Marina, 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 on 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 the Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims (come on)
 So roll, roll, '83 Cadillac Coupe Deville
 If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will