Keep it Movin’ Afroman

Ay Blaq
Wassuup
You know a lotta people be wondering what we do everyday you know what i'm sayin'
T's damn right

Early in the morning I roll me a joint, think about my business keep my game on point
Brush my teeth, comb my hair, try to figure out what clothes to wear
Roll down the bend, hit the gym, can't be a little skinny punk like him
Play a little while, hit the showers, hit the studio for a couple of hours
Bust some beats, bust some rhymes, folks in the hood smokin' dubs and dimes
Go to the store get me a forty
Smoke a fat bowl with Darrell and Jordy
Look at the ceiling before i grab my pеn
Damn, we bout to do it again
Rap about shit everybody can feel, cats in thе hood know we keeps it real
I keeps it real, i don't lie
She won't let me fucc
Because i got high
Bacc to school, Afroman is a fucking fool

BIAATCH

Make tight albums, go on tour
Housekeeping keep knocking on the door
Whooped out my dick, told her come on in
Bitch never ever came back again