Afroman - Tall cans
Tekst :
Ahhhhhhhhhhh shit! shit! shit!Now I m walkin down the street with some chicken and a forty
I m yellin at these hoochies and I m lookin for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain t no mo
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
get the do and go back to that liquor sto
[Chorus - repeat 4X]
Afroman likes tall cans
Now I m a afroholic, call me Afroman
Love to sag my khakis with a tall can
My homies pop the forty of some St. I s
Now that mother uh! staggerin from side to side
We the loudest homeboys in my neighborhood
We look real bad but we feel so good
My thirst is quenched but my cravin won t extinguish
I need some forty ounce mother uh! Old English
Put the top in my mouth put the bottom to the ceilin
Drink it down down until I get that crazy feelin
Now just walkin down the street with some chicken and a forty
I m yellin at these hoochies and I m lookin for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain t no mo
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
get the do and go back to that liquor sto
[Chorus]
See these girls be actin all bad and rude
Always gotta bad attitude
See I just wanna dance, why can t you get the picture
Act like a brother wanna move in with cha
I gots no fame, I gots no wealth
So I whined up dancin by my God damn self
But I pay my money, just like you
And baby I ma do what I came to do
You see I can t wait around till I get rich
Just to make yo gold diggin attitude switch
So I m walkin down the street with some chicken and a forty
I m yellin at these hoochies and I m lookin for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain t no mo
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
get the do and go back to that liquor sto
[Chorus]
I stepped into this party full of Mexicans
I didn t realize I was the only black man
One hand on my bottle, the other on my peter
I barked like a dog and started freakin senoritas
I think she was embarrassed with the eight ball in my cup
She kept on steppin back so I kept on steppin up
This vaco strolled up, put his gun to my head
I knew if I moved I was officially dead
That had to be his woman, I know it doggonit
That ain t the first time that I got confronted
{say something in Spanish} get the fuck outta here
I said I m gone mother fucker, now gimme my beer
Cause I m just walkin down the street with some chicken and a forty
I m yellin at these hoochies and I m lookin for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain t no mo
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
get the do and go back to that liquor sto
[Chrous]
HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO
HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO
Walkin down the street with some chicken and a forty
Yellin at these hoochies and I m lookin for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain t no mo
Outta doe, slap the hoe,
get the do and go back to that liquor sto
[Chorus]
Well I m a afroholic, call me Afroman
Love to sag my khakis with a tall can
My homie pop the forty of some St. I s
Now that knucklehead staggerin from side to side
We the loudest homeboys in my neighborhood
We look real bad but we feel so good
My thirst is quenched but my cravin won t extinguish
I need some forty ounce mother fucking Old English
Put the top in my mouth put the bottom to the ceilin
Drink it diggy diggy down till I get that crazy feelin
I m just walkin down the street with some chicken and a forty
I m yellin at these hoochies and I m lookin for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain t no mo
Outta doe, here we go back to that liquor sto
[Chorus]
Now these women be actin all bad and rude
Always gotta bad attitude
You see I just wanna dance, why can t you get the picture
Act like a brother wanna move in with cha
I gots no fame, I gots no wealth
So I whined up dancin by my God damn self
But I pay my money, just like you
And baby I ma do what I came to do
You see I can t wait around till I get rich
Just to make yo gold diggin attitude switch
So I m walkin down the street with some chicken and a forty
I m yellin at these hoochies and I m lookin for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain t no mo
Outta doe, here we go back to that liquor sto
[Chorus - speeds up at end]
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
A lovely shade of red
I painted the walls with a lovely shade of red and can t help to notice how beautiful it looks.
This is all for you.
I direct reaction or misled intentions.
Once again I ve reached the end.
Wish to find a tear to shed, the...
This is all for you.
I direct reaction or misled intentions.
Once again I ve reached the end.
Wish to find a tear to shed, the...
Lock up the wolves
In the houses of the holy
To the middle of the mystic sea
At the cradle of the world
There s a black cat screaming
And it s not even midnight, no
At the cradle of the world
CHORUS:
They re...
To the middle of the mystic sea
At the cradle of the world
There s a black cat screaming
And it s not even midnight, no
At the cradle of the world
CHORUS:
They re...
Magic
When you walked into the room
I found I couldn t even move
There was magic in your eyes
(I tried to hide, then I knew)
You could see inside my mind
There is magic in the air tonight
There is magic in the air tonight
There is magic...
I found I couldn t even move
There was magic in your eyes
(I tried to hide, then I knew)
You could see inside my mind
There is magic in the air tonight
There is magic in the air tonight
There is magic...
Caroline
J étais cool, assis sur un banc.
C était au printemps.
Il cueille une marguerite : ce sont deux amants.
Overdose de douceur.
Ils jouent comme des enfants.
Je t aime un peu beaucoup à la folie passionnément.
Mais à la suite d une...
C était au printemps.
Il cueille une marguerite : ce sont deux amants.
Overdose de douceur.
Ils jouent comme des enfants.
Je t aime un peu beaucoup à la folie passionnément.
Mais à la suite d une...
Bobik
Widziałem jadłaś psa
W wietnamskiej restauracji
Na imię Bobik miał
I gdzie popadło srał
I właśnie kiedy lał na rogu
Tam pod płotem
Wietnamski kucharz napadł go
Z tasakiem i z nożem
Bobik jeszcze żył
Gdy go zacz¹ł smażyć
W wietnamskiej restauracji
Na imię Bobik miał
I gdzie popadło srał
I właśnie kiedy lał na rogu
Tam pod płotem
Wietnamski kucharz napadł go
Z tasakiem i z nożem
Bobik jeszcze żył
Gdy go zacz¹ł smażyć