Afroman - Keep on
There go thAT Homie Big UPP Hustler!
(Talking and shizz)
Limpin' through the with my kakis saggin the bottom of my pants toe from draggin I'm not a handicap but I like to Life's a bitch and I'm a pimp Limpin' down the street to the gangster to the side and grab my meat I don't walk, I stroll Afroman is a soul I'm young, but I'm the old school always hang old fools lean to the as I stride I can't hide my pride when I walk that and talk that talk they sport my clothes, them hoes
Hey Afroman is from the
Keep on the street Keep on To the (4 times)
when you sing, limp when you rap Hold your leg straight, your kneecap put a glide in your stride, dip in hip be cool fool, you clock your grip you can limp fast, you can limp you limp, limp to the tempo when I was, years old some boys in the hood me how to stroll My homie TooTall "what up G"? to the liqour store and walk me I did it and I did it right I did it all day, I did it all I used to practice in my in my mirror, to the of the stereo boom the very day I walked to school and grown women me "you so cool" Power to the people - on the sheriff hit the turned the on the skinny boy called Afroman rollin' through South with my in my hand
(more and shizz)
Four things I like, about a the way he dress, the way he that clean, unique car that he and the cool ass way he talk and even when he get up in jail he hop out his cell and begin to all the homeboys in the pen limp the hall for me once again you can my freedom, put me in the hole but even in the hole - hit my stroll
(talk, talk, talk)
Dayton's
BY Ruck