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I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
my room is still messed up and I know why
- cause I got high [x3]

I was gonna go to class before I got high
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
I am taking it next semester and I know why

[Hook]
If you lookin for me
ill be at the party
Smokin Marijuana
sippin on bacardi
Drunk driva (drunk Driver)
Colt 40ty fiva (Hustla Owww)
everybody know the party dont stop

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 a stick right, hey
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'
He stopped he took a deep breath he said
Snfffffff, woooo good morning ladies, ha
You like that shit man

(Is night shift okay with you? Yes. Hey, well you got yourself a job, homey.)
Graveyard shift ain't never dead.
We got to work when people go to bed.
We got a tremendous work overload. The boss don't care about the dress code.
So if your hair's messed up, come on in. Nobody don't care 3 o'clock in the morning.
I'm fantasizin' about a six four, broke as hell moppin' the floor.
I don't know but I gots the hunch that it's almost time for lunch.
Smokin' cigarettes in the parking lot, all the homies tellin' lies about the women they got.

Afroman A-FRO-MAN, take a pound of bud and flip it like a pancake. PACAW!!!!

I quit my job this mornin' I don't want to work no more
Fuck MacDonald's and Taco Bell,
That modern day slavery is knockin on my front door (I don't fit in the corporate world man)
Get you a big fat sack o' yayo Can't see my kids can't see my wife Can't see a way to control my dog-on life Hungryyyy hustlas (Afroman)
Got hired at the dope spot I'm an employee Cookin' crack like a black Chef Boyardee Got Meth, speed, whatever you need Zigzags come free with a bag of weed
If You want some sherm,ye got to talk to herm

[Hook: Afroman talking]
Hush, hush [yeah yeah]
Somebody's callin my name [if you listen closely baby]
Hush, hush [yeah yeah]
Somebody's callin my name
Hush [listen baby] hush [somebody's callin]
Somebody's callin my name
Oh my lord, oh my lord, what shall I do

(Hook)Idaho idaho

potatoes aint the only thing that they grow

Idaho idaho

potatoes aint the only thing that they grow ]

I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
my room is still messed up and I know why
- cause I got high [x3]

I was gonna go to class before I got high
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
I am taking it next semester and I know why

I dont wanna sell yay
Get my door kicked in by the kkk
Shoulda said the police
Lookin for the quarter piece inside my caprice

From the tracks of the ghetto
I try to escape
Ya caught my music

Let's all get drunk tonight. I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight.
Let's all get high tonight. Maybe nobody will die tonight.
Let's all sell yell tonight. I hope I don't go back to jail tonight.
Let's go to the club tonight. Find a woman that wanna make love tonight.

Let's get dumb, drink some rum. Make my teeth and gums feel real numb.
We'll be thinking 'bout surviving while we're drinking and we're driving.
Hope I don't wreck when my vision gets blurry. Sober up looking at an all white jury.

Let's all get drunk tonight. I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight.
Let's all get high tonight. Maybe nobody will die tonight.
Let's all sell yell tonight. I hope I don't go back to jail tonight.
Let's go to the club tonight. Find a woman that wanna make love tonight.

Let's get dumb, drink some rum. Make my teeth and gums feel real numb.
We'll be thinking 'bout surviving while we're drinking and we're driving.
Hope I don't wreck when my vision gets blurry. Sober up looking at an all white jury.

Let's get drunk today
Let's get high tonight
Maybe in the morning
Things will be alright
I am living under
So much stress and chock (?)
Sometimes I stop and wonder
How to enjoy my life

I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
my room is still messed up and I know why
- cause I got high [x3]

I was gonna go to class before I got high
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
I am taking it next semester and I know why

A few words of inspiration
This song is dedicated to hustlers standing on the curb
Smokin' herb, movin' weight from the inner city to the suburbs
Paranoid of jail, pocket full of ya'll, just waitin' on another sale
Sip your beer, wipe your tears
Encourage your peers, it's gonna be alright

Everything is gonna be alright, sell your dope

(Hey Sugar, how you doin'? Your pretty face don't match that nasty attitude. What do you mean, 'Where's my girl?' Probly with your man. Can we fuck?)

She won't let me fucc. I really need to bust a nut.
She won't let me fucc. I really need to bust a nut.

(Hey, check this out.)
It's so frustrating being a man, all these sexy women don't understand
Things we need to do, every other day or two Like take you home baby, and make sweet love to you,

(Intro)
Yeah, how you doin?
Haha, right
Guess I'mma go ahead and break this weed down, hell yeah
No seeds, just crumble it wit'cha fist
Aww yeah, fresh blunts man
I love it when they split down the middle like a brand new fresh baked brownie.. just ugh
I know they don't smoke weed in town though

this next song is dedicated to all whack rappers
and all the whack people who like and buy their whack music
i think you crazy if you like Jay-z
dont change clothes change the cd
Murphy Lee what the hook gonna be
cause you do need a hook and another beat
Jermaine Dupree, you know you wrong
fucked up Chingy's song

the more you drink the better i sound
go to the bar and buy another round i feel wonderful
how many people feel wonderful tonight

she unfastens her bra strap
she slides off her underwear
the beautiful moonlite
reflects on her pubic hair