Wait a minute, man. Hey, check this out, man. It was this blind man, right? It was this blind man, right? He was feeling his way down the street with this stick, right? Yeah. Hey, he walked past this fish market, you know what I'm saying? Fish market. He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said... Whoo! Good morning, ladies. You like that shit, man? I'm pretty good. Hey, man, I got a gang of that shit, man. I tell you what, my man on the guitar, fool on the drum, everybody's trotting around the mic, I tell you all these motherfucking jokes I got, man. But first, I'm gonna start off like this. Hey, help me sing it, homeboy. Come on. Said Coke 45 and two zigzags, baby, that's all we need. We can go to the park, have the dogs smoke that tumbleweed. As the marijuana burn, we can take our turn singing them dirty rap songs. Stop and hit the ball like Cheech and Chong and sell tapes from here to Hong Kong. Roll, roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems. Feeling high as hell, flying through Palmdale, skating on deck and rims. So roll, roll the 83 Cadillac coupe to build. If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my cabbie will. Well, it was just sundown in a small white town, they called it Eastside Palmdale. When the Afro man walked through the white land, houses went up for sale. I was standing on the corner selling rap CDs when I met a little girl named Jan. I let her ride in my Caddy because I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Ku Klux Klan. We fucked on the bed, fucked on the floor. Fucked so long I grew a fucking Afro. Then I fucked to the left, fucked to the right. She sucked my dick till the shit turned white. I thought to myself, Sheba, Sheba, got my ass looking like a zebra. I put on my clothes and I was on my way until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet. So I ran, I jumped out the back window, but her daddy, he was waiting with a two-by-four. Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right. The motherfucker whooped my ass all night. But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad, that's the best damn pussy I ever had. Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine, I'ma fuck that bitch just one more time. Code 45 and two zigzags, baby, that's all we need. We can go to the mall, grab the dog, smoke that tumbleweed. And as them marijuana burn, we can take our turn singing them dirty rap songs. Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong and sell tapes from here to Hong Kong. So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seas and stems. Feeling high as hell, flying through Palmdale, skating on Dayton rims. So roll, roll the 83, Cadillac coupe to build. And my tapes in my cities just don't sell. I bet my cabbie will. I met this lady in Hollywood. She had green hair, but damn, she looked good. I took her to my house, cause she was fine. But she whooped out a dick that was bigger than mine. I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African. I fucked her once, I fucked her twice. I ate that pussy like shrimp fried rice. Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya. I met a woman in the heart of Australia, had a big gut and big titties too. So I hopped in her ass like a kangaroo. See, I met this woman from Hawaii. Stuck it in her ass and she said, aye, lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch. Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian punch. Met Colonel Sanders' wife in the state of Kentucky. She said, I'd fry some chicken if you'd just fuck me. I came in her mouth, it was a crisis. I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices. Coke 45 and two zigzags. Baby, that's all we need. We can go to the ball, catch the dogs, smoke that tumbleweed. And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn singing them dirty rap songs. Stop and hit the ball like Cheech and Chong. Hey, wait a minute, man, check this out. I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee. Her titties were filled with Hennessy. That country music really drove me crazy. But I rolled that ass and said, yes, Miss Daisy. Met this lady in Oklahoma. Put that pussy in a coma. Met this lady in Michigan. I can't wait till I fuck that bitch again. Met a real black girl down in South Carolina. Fucked her till she turned to a white albino. Fucked this hooker in Iowa. I fucked her on credit, so I owe her. Fucked this girl down in Georgia. Came in her mouth, man, I thought I told you. Met this beautiful, sexy ho. She just ran across the border of Mexico. Fine young thing, said her name's Maria. I wrapped her up just like a hot tortilla. I want to get married, but I can't afford it. I know I'ma cry when she get deported. Coke 45 and two zigzags. Baby, that's all we need. We can go to the mall, grab the dog, smoke that tumbleweed. And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn singing them dirty rap songs. Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong and sell tapes from here to Hong Kong. So roll, roll, roll my joint. Pick out the seeds and stems. Feeling high as hell flying through Palmdale. Skating on Dayton rims, come on. So roll, roll the 83 Cadillac coupe to build. And my tapes and my CDs just don't sell.