Afroman

Act A Fool

Afroman


Man my daddy told me, boy when I was your age, 
I had to walk 13 miles to school 
I said, Oh, is that why you didn't graduate? 

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Talkin' noise with all of my homeboys 
*Finna go back to school, yeah (Her titties bigger than they were last summer, know what I'm sayin?) 
With a mouthful of beer and a noseful of weeeeeed 
You know I been act a fool, yeah 

Mama, *Ima, go to the University of Smoking Marijuana (What?) 
All of my friends go to USM*, so I'm gonna tag along and hit the bong with them 
Walkin' through the masses, lookin' for my classes 
I can't concentrate on the teacher, surrounded by titties and asses 
Spend a lot of money on some brand new clothes 
Tryin' to impress these brand new hoes 
Laugh every time I have sex with a chick, 
Betty* don't know I'm an ex-convict 
walkin round the campus with my fro Unpicked* 
Every twenty seconds I'll be grabbin' my dick 
Full of alcohol at the football games 
Doin more drugs than my nigga Rich James 
My GPA's droppin' at a very fast rate 
It would take a miracle for me to graduate 
Maybe I won't, maybe I will 
Stressed out, poppin' pills in my Coupe Deville 

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How do I party (party) and still pass 
I hardly (hardly) ever go to class 
Got a golden eagle on my stolen Regal 
If you bought it from me, it's illegal 
'Cause I'm Afroman, the educated crip 
On a rock cocaine scholarship 
Cook that crack until it's done 
I use that for my Negro college fund 
Broke minorities, sellin' dope to those bitches in sororities 
She's drinkin' one too many 40's 
She took her clothes off, now we're havin' orgys 
Baby I don't mean to act rude, 
But you told me you would never fuck a black dude 
Colt 45 must have got you in the mood, 
To eat a fat dick like sum soul food 

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Hey fellas, can I get jiggy with it? 
Hey check this shit out right here, 
Hey homeboy, don't stress, 
I got the answers to the test, 
My college professer smokes a lot of grass, 
She's gonna make sure we pass, 
That's how you pass trigonometry, 
Sell dope to your teacher, use niggernometry 
On the microphone, there's not a rapper bomb as me, 
And when the police pushin, nobody's calm as me 
Wait a minute, you know what's fucked up 
Black people in college act stuck up 
So self-concsious, and insecure, 
You wanna speak back, but you really ain't sure 
Look at me, what do you see? 
You see the OG you ashamed to be 
So fuck you, you pretty little rich frat boy, 
You can suck my dick just like that boy 

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I said honey, (honey), you got some sexy looks, 
You need money (money), to buy your textbooks 
Get it wet, and I can get it hard, 
We can slide your vaginal credit card 
Computer girl, come to my house and be my tutor girl, 
Before we study, can we smoke a little Buddha, girl? 
Raise your shirt, lick the nipples on your hooters, girl 
Open up your legs, baby your the girl 
Stick out your tongue and let me shoot it, girl 
You was playin with my floppy, then my hard drive downloaded, 
Down your thoat, and fuckin exploded 
Tell your prejudice dad and mom, 
To email their comments to suck my dick.com 
Afro's the bomb, blowin' up like Vietnam 

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