Man my daddy told me "Boy when i was your age i had to walk 13 miles to school" I said "Oh is that why u didnt graduate" (hahaha) Chours: Talkin noise wit all my home boyz, Finna go back 2 school (her titties bigger then they were last summa man), Wit a mouth fulla beer and a nose fulla weed, finna acting like a fool ('cause last year she has those little stickle more titties) Momma Momma, go to the university of smokin marajuana, alla my friend go to USC, so im gunna tag along and hit the bong wit them, walkin through the masses, lookin 4 my classes, i cant concentrate on the teachers, surrounded by titties and asses. Spent alotta money on some brand new clothes tryin impress these brand new hoes, laugh every time i have sex wit a chick, baby dont go im an ex-convict, walkin 'round campus with my fro on, dick, every 20 seconds i be grabbin my dick, fulla achohol at the footbal games, doin more drugs then my nigga Rick James, my GPA's droppin at a very fast rate, it'll take a mirical 4 me to graduate, maybe i wont, maybe i will, stressed out Poppin pills in my Coupe Deville. Chorus: Talkin noise wit alla my home boyz, Finna go bak to school (say what Afro muthaf**kin M A N), Wit a mouth fulla beer and a nose fulla weed, finna actin like a fool (Cook it lata cook it lata humpbak humpbak afromans da bomb!) How do I party and still pass, i hardly ever go to class, i got a golden eagle on my stolen reel, if u want it from me its illegal, 'cause im Afroman the edicated crip on a rock cocaine schollership, cook that crack until its done, use that 4 my negro college funds. Broke minoritys sellin dope to sum bitches in sorieties, shes drikin 1 too many 40's, she took her clothes off now we havin orgies (f**kf**kaf**k!)Baby i dont mean to act kewl but u told be u would never f**ka f**ka black dude, Colt 45 musta got u in the mood to eat a fat dick like a suka soul food. Talking noise with all my homeboys, Finna go back to school, (Im outa style with a big blue ***, now im fron the west coast dont give a str8 f**k) wit a mouth fulla beer and a nose fulla weed, yu know your acting like a fool, (yayo) Hey fellas can i get jiggy wit it ya so check it out rite ya, hey home boy dont f**kaf**ka stress, i got thte answers to the f**kinf**ka test, my college professa smoke alot f**ka grass, she gunna make sure we f**kinf**ka pass, thats how u pass triagnomitry, sell dope to yur teacher use nigganomitry, on the microphone theres not a rapper bomb as me and on the police pushin, nobody's calm as me YA know whats f**kaf**ked up, black people in college at so stucka stuck up, so self conciense and insequer, ya wanna speak bak but ya really aint sure, look at me, whatdya see ya, ya see the OG u ashamed to be, so f**k u, u pretty lil rich frat boy u can suck my dick just like that boy Talkin noise wit alla my home boyz(say wha) Finna go bak to school,(my name is afroman wha, u c me every night) wit a mouth fulla beer and a nose fulla weed, you know your actin like a fool, (eh bus sumthang for the bitches, they think were really gullable n shit) I said "honey ya got sum sexy looks, ya need money to buy yur text books" get it wet and i can et it hard and we can slide yur vaginal credit card, computer computer girl, computer girl, cum to my house and be my toutor girl, while we study can we smoke a lil Buddah girl, raise yur shirt and lick the nipples on yu hootaz girl, open up yur legs baby u da girl, stick out yur tounge and let me shoot it girl (f**ka) Talkin nosie wit alla my home boyz, Then we go bak to school,(eh man, anybody got some condoms? anybody got sum weed where u at 'cause), wit a mouth Fulla beer and a noise fulla weed, you know you actin like a fool,(everybodys gonna get pussy w/ this song) Talkin noise wit all My home boyz, Then we go bak to school, (no body got no condoms? give me a sandwich bag with some rubber bands), wit a mouth fulla beer and a Noise fulla weed, you know your actin like a fool, Im the hungry husla Afrom-muthaf**kuin-man, give a mad shout out to all my Gmosobbies up there in Palmbdale, Califrnia, or i like to call it Pimpdale, Pimpafornia, and to all my hams way to there in Caldiysberg, Mississippi, or should i call it Cadies-herb, Missa-hippie, but im gunna combinded the 2 so im gunna show the whole world to give a shout out to Palmbberg, Calisippi and Paddisdale, Missafonny, lord have mercy thats that marajuna talkin(marajunana talkin!) And givin a mad shout out to all the paracites, of should i say misquitos, or should i say Misquite-hos, hoverin round me like ya wanna suck me dry, but y'all cant have No money and u know y, ill tell ya y, go suck Dr. Dre up, sucka dick untill ya Hicciup, F**KA!

I ain't recorded in over two weeks (Cash out what it do?) Okay, shit Yeah, Drank God Yeah Mud baby, I went gun crazy I got drug habits Big game, keep that stick on me Yeah that's my lil' nigga Crip member, we don't swiping Cause bitch we drug trafficking Hid the hunnid's, signed with big cheese Shout out my blood niggas (shout out my blood niggas) Hmmm, yeah, bitch we bought mud with us Hit yo city, flood the whole town I bought a tub with us (I bought a tub with us) At my show, got two hundred niggas, I brought the club with us Take that 'stendo put it on switches, I love to plug niggas I love to shoot shit, got the kujick That's two hundred, count up them blue strips Slide to Mikey, a million in cash, just got a new kit Popped a bean, then fell on the curb, I need a new mix Yeah, shit, should see the opps faces I ain't fuck cause she got no ass, hoe I am not basic Pour an eight or jumped in the 'vette, I'm in the drop wasted (skrr) Hunnid rounds, I put a sign on it, this choppa not vacant Yeah, wish they would stop hatin' Audemar got black and white diamonds, hoe I am not racist Check the gram, we got his fam mad, cause he did not make it Dropped a load, been lurkin' all night I had to swap pages Sick sipper, drinkin' click clicker, this for them big niggas Why all the opps we beefin' with broke? They need to fix niggas Check the sco' we wipe niggas nose, yeah I'm a sick nigga (fuck) Goon squad, bitch I rep that D But ain't got Trick with us (that's my uncle) Ouu, he in that trick bag, wrap him up or treat him like uh- Yeah, this a gift bag Fendi belt with Alex McQueens', I love to mix fashion He turn around, we takin' him out, I call that get back Yeah, bitch, I got a big bag I sent a play threw Cudi the blitz, bitch I'm like knick knack Bust my ears and then bust my neck, I made my wrist mad She got good brain, I pulled my dick out and told her to think fast Hm, yeah, I let my mink drag Poured a pop then ran out already, I like to drink fast Twenty thousand, stuffin' them grants, bitch I got pink cash If he don't live it then I can't listen, and plus the beats ass Crack the Qua', give me a gulp, pour that mud in double cups Diamonds on me moon walkin', run it up then fuck it up Banana clip on big drakey, AR with the monkey nuts Told take the condom when she suckin', with yo funky butt Rich off pints, two That's how we comin' back (Cash out what it do?)