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  • Afroman Tall Cans Lyrics

           

    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

    got my qute wat up ese 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]

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