Colt 45 Lyrics – Afroman

Colt 45

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 feelin’ his way down the street with this 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:
“Woooo, good morning, ladies!”
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

You like that shit man? (That’s pretty good!)
Hey man, I’ve got a gang of that shit, man.
I’ll tell you what, my man on the guitar,
Hey, fool on the drum.
Hey, everybody’s crowding around the mic,
I’ll tell you all these motherfuckin’ jokes I got,
But first I’mma start off like this, 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
And 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 De Ville
If my tapes and my CDs just don’t sell, I bet my cabby will.

Well it was just sundown in small white town
They call it Eastside 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
Because 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
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
I’mma fuck that bitch just one more time

Colt 45 and two Zigzags,
Baby, that’s all we need
We can go to the park after dark
And 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 De Ville
If my tapes and my CDs just don’t sell, I bet my cabby 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 dick that was bigger than mine

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 [Aiee!]
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch
Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch

I met Colonel Sanders’ wife in the state of Kentucky
Said I brought 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 45 and two Zigzags,
Baby, that’s all we need
We can go to the park after dark
And 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 and Chong (Hey wait a minute, man, check this out…)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

I met Dolly Parton in 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 until she turned into a white albina

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 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
And 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 and Chong
(Hey wait a minute man, hey fuck that shit)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

Have you ever went over a girls south to front
But the pussy just ain’t no good (Say what?!?)
I mean you gettin’ upset because you cant get her wet
Plus you in the wrong neighborhood
So you try to play it off and eat the pussy
But it take her so long to come (Say what?!?)
Then a dude walk in that’s her big boyfriend
And he asks you where you from

So you wipe your mouth and you try to explain
You start talkin’ real fast
But he already mad cause you fuckin’ his wife
So he start beatin’ on yo’ ass
Now your clothes all muddy
Your nose all bloody
Your dick was hard but now its soft (What?)
You thought you had a girl to rock your world
Now you still gotta go jack off

Said Colt 45 and two Zigzags,
Baby, that’s all we need
We can go to the park…

About Afroman

Comedic rapper Afroman debuted in 2000 with his stoner-lifestyle anthem “Because I Got High,” which combines wit, weed, and deep-fried funk. Throughout the years, Afroman’s signature song has appeared in numerous films and television productions. Afroman’s discography is far from shallow, ranging from tapes and CDs he self-released in the late ’90s to highlights like 2008’s Frobama and 2016’s Crazy Rap.

In East Palmdale, Los Angeles, Afroman was born Joseph Foreman. In the eighth grade, he started making homemade tapes of his own songs and passing them out to his classmates, citing Too $hort, Big Daddy Kane, and 2 Live Crew as influences. When he was younger, he played drums at church and eventually switched to guitar. Even while trying to make an impression with his songs, he worked as an airport baggage handler.

Afroman released his first album, Sell Your Dope, in 1999, when he was still living in Los Angeles. L.A. not being for him, he moved to Hattiesburg, Mississippi, where he teamed up with drummer Jody Stallone and keyboardist/bassist Daryl Havard. Tim Ramenofsky produced his breakthrough LP, Because I Got High, in the spring of 2000. T-Bones Records in Hattiesburg helped him distribute it at shows. As word spread about his live shows, demand for his music increased. Afroman benefited from the MP3 revolution sparked by the online file-sharing service Napster at the time. His album “Because I Got High” was posted to Napster by a fan who acquired a copy in digital form. In addition, Howard Stern played the track on his radio show, which helped boost its popularity. The song went on to become a huge international hit by the end of 2001. A Grammy nomination for Best Rap Album was given to it in 2002.

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