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Artist :Afroman
Album :The Good Times
Title :

Missisippi



(Palmdale was like the peak of my lifebut Palmdale over withhomeboy. I'm fittin' to go home cuz.)
Please take me back home(You know what I'm sayin'?) to Mississippi.
(I got my Greyhound ticket right hereman. I'm fittin' to go back and kick it with my familycuz.)
Please take me back home(take a couple pounds of this weed) to Mississippi.
(You shmell mehomeboy. Yeahtake them fools back to '82cuz.)
Before South Central Palmdale flossin'I stayed in a place called Palmer's Crossing.
HattiesburgMississippismoking marijuana like a Woodstock hippy.
All my homies in Laurelbeg borrowbuy my rap tape tomorrow. (Bucccoc!)
Tell DJ Pumpkin Keep it crunckin' Clyde. Request my tape when you go inside
So I can take Jane and girl to Waynesborofuck their little homegirl
make her toes curlrock their worldleave with their Auntie Sheryl.
She sucks me sucks mefucks me fucks mecries every time I leave Biloxi
But I hops in the Coup'cause I gots to go scoop another ho from Tupelo
Hit it oncehit it twicethen I hit it again.
Hit it in Meridianmake that bitch rub her clit again
pinch the nipples on her tit againsuck my dick until she spit again. BUCCCOC!
Please take me back home(Hell yeah!) to Mississippi.
Crooked lettercrooked letterhump-backhump-backAfroman's the bombbump that!
Please take me back home(Hell yeah!) to Mississippi.
From the delta to the coastI'm doin' the mostgrab your 40oz. Let's toast.

I sold rock cocaine down in Ellisville. Baseheads hit the pipethey can tell it's real.
Kept my dope stashed with this hootchieway down yonder in East Bouche.
Cops be sweatin' outa towndog. Sweatin' my car with a hound dog.
Separate me from my bitch and shittryin' to get my bitch to fuckin' snitch and shit.
Officer Roscoe P. Coltrane running warrant checks on the Afroman
But I can't be no hip hop star cuffed in the back of some police car.
Did you find the gun? NO!
Did you find the dope? NO!
Open up the back door. Wellsonyou're free to go.
A-F-R-O marijuana cargo__
C'monLet's all get drunk tonight. I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight.
Get nervousas I swerve this Cadillac through Purvis.
Hope I don't crash when I hit Petalget my ass kicked in the white ghetto.
Prejudice police won't let me goso I'ma drive slowhide my 'fro.
I was dumbnow I'm dumbery'alllast summery'all
I fucked all the little girls down in Sumrall.
Grabbed my guitar and started pickin' a tune for Nikki and June down in Picayunebaby!
Just like a shovel I be diggin' all the pretty young women in Wiggins.
On the boatGulfportI got my dick down some girl's throat. (BUCCCCOC!)
I can't help itI'm a Cripbaby. I think you need to wipe your lipbaby.
Hula Hula Hulathe whole house ruler. What's up with all the bitches down in Pascagoula?
Small townssmall citiesbut they still got big ol' asses plus titties.
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? It's the hungry hustlerAfroman
Flying through the air in my underwearGeri curl activator in my hair.
I'm in control like Janetwhen I hit Jackson. Always getting plenty panty action.
McClaine. Even McComb. Tell the whole world Mississippi's your home.
YazooColumbia and Natchez. I got the weed brotherwho got the matches? (I do.)
Who got the funky DJ that scratches? (I do.) Depend on me like my name was patches.
First it was a black thingjust the big Willies. Now I roll Phillies with all the Hillbillies.
Never ever thought I'd see the Klu Klux Klan buying front row seats for the Afroman
Confederate flags tobacco in their mouth. It's a beautiful thing jumpin' off in the South.
AfromanI'm a part of it. Hattiesburg hip hopI'm the start of it.
I'm the latest. I'm the greatestand all you hatersI'll mash you like potatoes.
I'll make your girlfriend holler and screamthen cook me some cornbread and collard greens.
BUCCCOC!

Please take me back home(Hellyeah!) to Mississippi.
Crooked lettercrooked letterhump-backhump-backAfroman's the bombbump that!
Please take me back home(Hell yeah!) to Mississippi.
From the delta to the coastI'm doin' the mostgrab your 40oz. Let's toast.

!982'83'84 ErinBrosteCarlosand Tonto.
Tryin' to break dance in my B-Boy stanceMicheal Jackson gloveparachute pants.
Calvin GaryGarnett Jones. G-dogcuzI don't believe we're grown.
But heyG-dogyou and me'll see dog. Whatever happenscuzit's you and me dog.
Or should I say loc(loc) cause you my folk (folk) so let's take a toke (toke) till we croak (croak).
I'm a locster locsterhoney spokesterdrinking everyday like I'm supposed to.
Bottle after bottledogin my lip-aflowing on the mic like the Mississippi river.

Please take me back home(Hellyeah!) to Mississippi.
Crooked lettercrooked letterhump-backhump-backAfroman's the bombbump that!
Please take me back home(Get on down!) to Mississippi.
From the coast to the deltaAfrowe felt ya. Boy you're so cold the sun can't melt ya.

Please take me back home(Yeee-ha!) to Mississippi.
Crooked lettercrooked letterhump-backhump-backAfroman's the bombbump that!
Please take me back home(Get on down!) to Mississippi.
From the coast to the deltaAfrowe felt ya. Boy you're so cold the sun can't melt ya.
Please take me back home(We outta here.) to Mississippi.

 



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