Colt 45 taby ukulele według Afroman

B is played on the 7th fret


Am                 C                 F                B
Said colt and two zigzags baby thats all we need
Am                     C              F                   B
We can go to the park after dark and smoke that tumbleweed
Am                                C
As the marijuana burn we can take our turn
F                              B
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Am                                C
Stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong
        F                            B
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
   Am         C               F                     B
So roll roll roll my joint pick out the seeds and stems
Am                          C
Feeling high as h**l flyin' through Palmdale
F                 B
Skatin' on dayton rims
   Am              C    F              B
So roll roll the '83 Cadillac coupe Deville
      Am                 C                     F                  B
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell I bet my caddy will


Am                               C                  
Well it was just sundown in a small white town
F                              B
They call it Eastside Palmdale
    Am                       C                                   F                             B
When the Afroman walked through the white land, houses went up for sale
Am                                                C
Well, I was standin' on the corner sellin' rap cd's
F                                       B
When I met a little girl named Jan
Am                    
I let her ride in my Caddy 
C                        F                             B
Cause I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Klu Klux Klan
Am                       C
We f***ed on the bed, f***ed on the flo', 
F                        B
F***ed so long, I grew a f***in' afro.
Am                             C
Then I f***ed to the left, f***ed to the right
F                                    B
She sucked my d**k 'til the s**t turned white
Am                        C                         F               B
I thought to myself, Sheba, Sheba! Got my a** lookin' like a Zebra!
Am                                     C
I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way, 
F                                    B
Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet
Am                         C
I ran, I jumped out the back window, 
F                                          B
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a 2 x 4
Am                                 C
Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right
F                                        B
The mutha-f***er whooped my ass all night
Am                     C                              F                          B
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad, that's the best damn p***y I ever had
Am                        C
I got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
F                                B
I'm a f**k that b***h just one more time