Afroman - There's a Price to Pay lyrics

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yeah... there's a price to pay for the girls you lay

life's gonna hang you a bill one day

before your freedom or your life get took

get a girl, a wife or a playboy book

one more time


sitting at a red light

trying to get my head right

this girl pass with a monster-ass

mentally distracted

I meant us to reacted

my penis' expanding

her number I demanded

the questions I asked her were nice and discrete

but now she's in my passenger seat

turn on the beat

went to my castle

fucked without a hassle

oh, it felt great in her asshole

she was sexy seductive

her name was Morgan

I loved the way she sucked my reproductive organ

I road it and road it

finally unloaded (uhh)

went to the bathroom because I couldn't hold it

oh I looked down and I was trippin'

because I'd seen blood drippin'

off the tip of my penis

it don't take a genius

to think that's she's a virgin

scrubbed my dick with detergent

I'm in the mix, if you know what I mean

cuz the girl's only sixteen

your nipples are hard

your bootie's soft

but cutie I need to drop you off

passed my keys smashed ‘em down the street

trying to get rid of the bra

but her mama standing in the front yard

lookin' at me weird cuz I'm gangsta geared

I looked kinda old with a fro and a beard

she looked at me if I was Satan

I smashed off... [??]

turned the shit up had the bass go whopping

stressing like a mothafucker going back to Compton

turned down the street and I was skatin' homey

Sheriff department straight waiting on me

we just need to ask a few questions homey

why the fuck you putting these handcuffs on me?

got to the station, now they tellin' me

that shit I did was a felony

maybe you can release your rap tape

when you through doing time statutorial rape




Met this girl named KI'm working at M&M

she was nice and slim

she got a man but she don't talk to him

you don't let her tell it

sniff that pussy you can probably smell it

anyway she got a baby, offcourse, offcourse

her and her man is going through a divorce

we kept talkin' so good so far

we started walkin' back to my car

fired up the engine went to my house

pulled down my pants, started cheatin' on my spouse

with the slow tempo, I fucked blah, but she's a nimfo

bitch likes it fast and hard oh my god this girl is odd

lost my vision as I shot my wad

pulled on my pants, cocked up my [get?]

I gotta get rid of this hood rat

cuz she's callin' another man on my telephone

it's time for this bitch to take her ass home

after ejaculation, took the bitch home with no conversation

no more Luther or [?]

I pulled out my all-white too short tape

I'm playin' and the shit still hit

Ima make the bitch walk if she talks some shit

got to her house banged on the curve

threw my head back fired up some herb

she asked me do you wanna come in

I said wait a minute woman

who do you live with

she said I'm single, I don't play that shit

I don't lie I tell every guy

you gotta call me first before you come by

I said alright

put my car in parked

then I walked inside

I hit the alarm for my '83 caddy

she was yippin' and yappin'

about her baby daddy

talkin' with her who'd she pitched?

she called her baby-daddy a lil' old bitch

talkin' shit loud and fast

bitch talking but she kicked his ass

said she sucked it, like a lil' old hoe

we was disturbed by a knock on the door

damn who's that where's my [get?]

I hope I don't die fucking with this hood-rat

I'm trying to be one of those Palmdale playas

but now I'm caught in some chaos

but now I'm caught in some chaos

but now I'm caught..

hey anyway man

the TV and the radio was playin'

I couldn't quite figure out what they was saying

they voices started escalating

and I'm sitting on the couch debating

should I stay? should I leave?

should I grab this bitch by her fucking weaves

suck her in the eye bitch don't lie

you knew your baby-daddy was fixing to come by

and you invited me in

now look at the shape I'm in

my palms are sweaty

my muscles was tense

stood up fool I couldn't take the suspense

I walked to the door kinda nervous

Im not ready for a funeral service

opened the door, comic cool

I got eye contact with the fool

she talked about hI'm as if he was small

come to find out he's like seven feet tall

I spoke he spoke

he gave me a pow with his hand

I walked right past the man

jumped in my '83 Cadillac

drove down the street then I never came back

went to the house grabbed the mic and started rappin'

about the [?] that could've happened



Padapapayaa... [fade out]

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