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Tall Cans Lyrics

Album/Collection: The Good Times
Online Since: 07-Nov-2002
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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 
{say something in Spanish} 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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