The Good Times lyrics

(intro.)Its like i dont care about nothing man...
Roll another blunt...
ooohh
la da da da la da da la la da da

I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
My room is still messed up and I know why(why man)

Chorus:
cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna go to class before I got high

(Wait a minute, man. Hey, check this out, tell it. It was this blind man, right?
Man, check this out- it was this blind man, right?
He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right?
Hey. He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said,
Woooooo, good morning, ladies.

[Hook] (Afroman talking)
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody's callin my name (if you listen closely baby)
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody's callin my name
Hush (listen baby) hush (somebody's callin)
Somebody's callin my name
Oh my lord, oh my lord, what shall I do

(A man sometimes girls think I'm crazy cause I wake
her up and I tell her)
Sounds like Jesus (sounds like Jesus)

Let's all get drunk tonight. (Hell yeah.)
I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight. (C'mon yeah.)
Let's all get high tonight.
Maybe nobody will die tonight.
(C'mon, dance with me baby, c'mon.)
Let's all say 'oh yeah' tonight. (Say yeah ah huh.)
I hope I don't go back to jail tonight. (Not tonight.)
Let's go to the club tonight.
I know a woman that wanna make love tonight.

(Afroman talking)
(Palmdale was like the peak of my life
But Palmdale over with homeboy
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 here man
I'm fittin to go back and kick it with my family cuz)
Please take me back home (take a couple pounds of this weed)
To Mississippi
(You shmell me homeboy

Just like bums, we used to stay in the slums of LA by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for rep, sellin' rock cocaine on my doorstep
Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to ride, but my mamma never would let me play outside.
But when I got enrolled in elementary school, started bangin' like a fuckin' fool.

(Hey Sugar, how you doin'? Your pretty face don't match that nasty attitude.
What do you mean, 'Where's my girl?' Probly with your man. Can we fuck?)

She won't let me fucc.
I really need to bust a nut.
She won't let me fucc.
I really need to bust a nut.

(Hey, check this out.)
It's so frustrating being a man, all these sexy women don't understand
Things we need to do, every other day or two

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

Yes! Yes! Thank you for inviting me here for my final speech.
Ladies and gentlemen, homosexuals, lesbians, and transvestites,
allow me to introduce myself as the Hungry Hustler, Afroman.
I am the American Dream. Even though the government tried to experiment with me
by placing me in the projects, I'm still the American Dream.
Surrounded by drugs,
jeopardized my life by living around thugs,

(Intro)
Damn, how long it's gon' take you to roll the joint, cuz?
[I just got, I just got the bag]
You over there actin like
you playin the piano or som'n cuz
[*sucks teeth* I ju-I just got the bag, homie..
You know I'm sayin? Chill the fuck up]
Yeah, let me hit this home boy
[Here]

La da da da da
[Oh my goodness!]
Shoop shoop shooby do wa
[Oh suck it in baby]
Yeah, it looks lovely!