Song Details: There Was This Blind Man Right Lyrics. The name of the song is Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig-Zags) which is sung by Afroman.
There Was This Blind Man Right Lyrics
[Intro]
Wait a minute, man, hey, check this out, man (Tell it)
It was this blind man, right? (This man) It was this blind man, right?
He was feelin’ his way down the street with a stick, right? (Hey)
He walked past this fish market, you know what I’m sayin’?
(Fish market?) He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said
sniffs “Woo good morning ladies” (Hahahahaha)
You like that shit, man? Hey man, I’ve got a gang of that shit, man
Hey, I’ll tell you what, we’ll all have a good time
We’ll fool on the drum, and hey
Hey if everybody crowd around the mic’
I’ll tell you all these motherf^^kin’ jokes I got
First I’m gonna start off like that, hey help me sing it, homeboy
[Chorus]
Said Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that’s all we need
We can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin’ them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin’ high as hell, flyin’ through Palmdale, skatin’ on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the ’83 Cadillac Coupe DeVille
If my tapes and my CDs just don’t sell, I bet my Caddy will
[Verse 1]
Well, it was just sundown in a small white town
They call it East Side Palmdale (Well)
When the Afroman walked through the white land
Houses went up for sale (Sale)
Well, I was standing on the corner sellin’ rap CDs
When I met a little girl named Jan (Jan), I let her ride in my Caddy
‘Cause I didn’t know her daddy was the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
(Haha) We f^^ked on the bed, f^^ked on the floor (Woo)
f^^ked so long I grew a f^^kin’ afro
Then I f^^ked to the left (Left), f^^ked to the right (Right)
She sucked my d^^k ’til the shit turned white (Haha)
Thought to myself, “Sheeba-sheeba”, got my a^s lookin’ like a zebra
I put on my clothes and I was on my way
Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet (Oh)
So I ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin’ with a two-by-four
Oh (Haha), he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right
The motherf^^ker whooped my a^s all night
But I ain’t mad at her prejudiced dad
That’s the best damn p^^sy I ever had (Haha)
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine (Woo)
I’m gonna f^^k that b^^ch just one more time
[Chorus]
Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that’s all we need (Come on)
We can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin’ them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin’ high as hell, flyin’ through Palmdale, skatin’ on Dayton rims
(Come on) So roll, roll, the ’83 Cadillac Coupe DeVille
If my tapes and my CDs just don’t sell, I bet my Caddy will (Uh)
[Verse 2]
I met this lady in Hollywood
She had green hair, but damn she looked good
I took her to my house because she was fine
But she whooped out a d^^k that was bigger than mine
I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African
I f^^ked her once, I f^^ked her twice
I ate that p^^sy like shrimp-fried rice
Don’t be amazed at the stories I tell ya (Tell ya)
I met a woman in the heart of Australia
Had a big butt and big t^^ties too
So I hopped in her a^s like a Kangaroo
See, I met this woman from Hawaii
Stuck it in her a^s and she said “AIEE!”
Lips was breakfast, p^^sy was lunch
Then her t^^ties busted open with Hawaiian Punch
I met Colonel Sanders’ wife in the state of Kentucky
She said, “I’d fry some chicken if you’d just f^^k me”
I came in her mouth, it was a crisis
I gave her my secret blend of Herbs ‘n’ Spices
[Chorus]
Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that’s all we need (Uh)
We can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed (Uh)
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin’ them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong
(Ay, wait a minute man, check this out man, ayy ha)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
[Verse 3]
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her t^^ties were filled with Hennessy
That country music really drove me crazy
But I rode that a^s and said, “Yes, Miss Daisy”
Met this lady in Oklahoma, put that p^^sy in a coma
Met this lady in Michigan, I can’t wait ’til I f^^k that b^^ch again
Met a real black girl down in South Carolina
f^^ked her until she turned into a white albino
f^^ked this hooker in Iowa, I f^^ked her on credit, so I owe her
(Haha) f^^ked this girl down in Georgia
Came in her mouth, man, I thought I told ya?
Met this beautiful sexy hoe
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 wanna get married, but I can’t afford it
I know I’ma cry when she get deported
[Chorus]
Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that’s all we need (Come on)
We can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed (Uh)
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin’ them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin’ high as hell, flyin’ through Palmdale, skatin’ on Dayton rims
(Come on) So roll, roll, the ’83 Cadillac Coupe DeVille
If my tapes and my CDs just don’t sell…
Extended version with a fourth and final verse:
[Verse 4]
Have you ever went over a girl’s house to f^^k
But the p^^sy just ain’t no good? (Say what?)
I mean, you gettin’ upset because you can’t get her wet
Plus you in the wrong neighborhood
So you try to play it off and eat the p^^sy
But it take her so long to c*m
Then a dude walk in, that’s her big boyfriend
And he asks you, “Where you from?”
So you wipe your mouth and you try to explain
You start talking real fast
But he already mad ’cause you f^^king his woman
So he start beating on yo’ a^s, now your clothes all muddy
Your nose all bloody, your d^^k was hard but now it’s soft
You thought you had a girl to rock your world
Now you still gotta go jack off
Said Colt 45 and two Zig-Zags, baby, that’s all we need
We can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
