Mississippi

I'm a locsta locsta
Come on let's all get drunk tonight
As I swerve this
Cause you my folk
Make her toes curl
Gulfport
I got my dick down some girl's throat
A-F-R-O marijuana cargo
Please take me back home (Hell yeah)

Please take me back home (Hell yeah)
I sold rock cocaine down in Ellisville

First it was a black thing, just the big Willies
Officer Roscoe P. Coltrane
Yeah, take them fools back to '82 'cause)
I'm doin the most
Grabbed my guitar and started pickin a tune
I think you need to wipe your lip baby
All the pretty young women in Wiggins
All my homies in Laurel
Get my ass kicked in the white ghetto
Cops be sweatin outta town dog
I'll make your girlfriend holler and scream
Please take me back home (you know what I'm sayin)
So I'ma drive slow
Rock their world
Confederate flags tobacco in their mouth
She sucks me sucks me
In a clean low glow

Leave with their Auntie Sheryl
The whole house ruler
Hattiesburg, Mississippi
Did you find the dope? NO
Is it a bird? Is it a plane?
To Mississippi
Cause I gots to go
McClaine, even McComb
Please take me back home (Hell yeah)
To Mississippi

It's a beautiful thing jumpin off in the South
From the delta to the coast
I fucked all the little girls down in Sumrall
Now I roll Phillies
But hey G-dog, you and me'll see dog
I'm doin the most
Get nervous
Drinking everyday like I'm supposed to
I'm fittin to go home 'cause)

Sniffin my car with a hound dog
To Mississippi
Request my tape when you go inside
I'm doin the most
Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's real
To Mississippi
Please take me back home (Hell yeah)
I was dumb, now I'm dumber y'all
Hit it in Meridian
Grab your 40 ounce, let's toast
Tell the whole world Mississippi's your home
It's the hungry hustler Afroman
Hula Hula Hula
I'm the latest
Tell DJ Pumpkin "Keep it crunckin Clyde"?
Afroman's the bomb, bump that
Down in Picayune, baby
I'm doin the most
Hit it once hit it twice, then I hit it again
I'm in control like Janet when I hit Jackson
Always gettin plenty panty action
Pinch the nipples on her tit again
But I hops in the Coup
Last summer y'all
Whatever happens 'cause, it's you and me dog
Grab your 40 ounce, let's toast
Or should I say loc
Beg borrow
Tryin to get my bitch to fuckin snitch and shit
For Nikki and June
Afroman's the bomb, bump that
To Mississippi
Crooked letter crooked letter hump-back hump-back
I stayed in a place called Palmer's Crossing
To Mississippi
But I can't be no hip hop star
Crooked letter crooked letter hump-back hump-back
Before South Central, Palmdale flossin
Grab your 40 ounce, let's toast
So let's take a toke
Bottle after bottle dog in my lip-a
I got the weed brother, who got the matches?
Small towns, small cities
From the delta to the coast
(I got my Greyhound ticket right here man
Prejudice police won't let me go
Cries every time I leave Biloxi
Never ever thought I'd see the Klu Klux Klan
Cuffed in the back of some police car
Cadillac through Purvis
Afroman's the bomb, bump that
Scoop another ho
Kept my dope stashed with this hoochie
To Mississippi
And all you haters, I'll mash you like potatoes
Way down yonder in East Bouche
Buying front row seats for the Afroman
Fucks me fucks me
Tryin to break dance in my B-Boy stance
Did you find the gun? NO
What's up with all the bitches down in Pascagoula
Smokin marijuana like a Woodstock hippy
To Waynesboro
I'm fittin to go back and kick it with my family 'cause)
Separate me from my bitch and shit
Till we croak
To Mississippi
Please take me back home (Hell yeah)
Please take me back home (Hell yeah)
Micheal Jackson glove, parachute pants
Erin, Broste, Carlos, and Tonto
Crooked letter crooked letter hump-back hump-back
Runnin warrant checks on the Afroman

Afroman, I'm a part of it
Hundred spokesta
Please take me back home (Hell yeah)
But they still got big ole asses plus titties
Please take me back home (take a couple pounds of this weed)
Suck my dick until she spit again
Flyin through the air in my underwear
Flossed like a cholow
Crooked letter crooked letter hump-back hump-back
Who got the funky DJ that scratches?
Buy my rap tape tomorrow
Flowing on the mic like the Mississippi river
1982, '83, '84
(You shmell me homeboy

Please take me back home (Hell yeah)
G-dog 'cause, I don't believe we grown
I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight
Open up the back door ???Well son, you're free to go???
To Mississippi
From the delta to the coast
Geri curl activator in my hair
From Tupelo
Depend on me like my name was patches
With all the Hillbillies
Yazoo, Columbia and Natchez
To Mississippi
Hattiesburg hip hop I'm the start of it
Afroman's the bomb, bump that
I'm the greatest
Hide my fro
Fuck their little homegirl
Then cook me some cornbread and collard greens
From the delta to the coast
Calvin Gary, Garnett Jones
On the boat
Hope I don't crash when I hit Petal
Just like a shovel I be diggin
I can't help it I'm a Crip baby
So I can take Jane and girl
Make that bitch rub her clit again