Chords for Afroman- Mississippi 09 (Original)

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_ _ _ _ _ Please take me back home to Mississippi _ _ _
_ _ Please take me back home to Mississippi
1, 2, 3
Afro!
Before South Central, Bomb Del Floss in the state in a place called Palmer's Crossing Hattiesburg, Mississippi
Smokin' marijuana like a Woodstock hippie
All my homies in La Ro, Big Barro
Buy my rap tape tomorrow
Tell DJ Punk and keep it crunk and Clyde
Request my tape when you go inside
So I can take Jane and Carro to Waynesboro
Fuck her home girl, throw roll, make her toes corro
Rock her waro, leave with her auntie Shero
She sucks me, sucks me, fucks me, fucks me
Cries every time I leave, but look, she's but a hopsin'
I gots to go, scout another ho, I'm too full up
Hit it once, hit it twice, then I hit [B] it again
Hit it in Meridian, make the [C] bitch rubber clit again
Hit the nipples on her tit again, suck my dick until she spit again
Please take me back home to Mississippi
Cookie let her hump back, hump back, Afro, Miz, Bomb, bump that
Please take me back home to Mississippi
From the Gulf to the coast, I'm doing the most
Grab your 40 ounce, let's toast
I sold rock cocaine down in Ellisville
Bassheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's real
Kept my dope stash with this hoochie
Way down yonder in East Abuchi
Cops be sweating out of town, [C] dog
Napping in my car with a hound, dog
Separate me from my bitch and shit
Trying to get my bitch to like snitching shit
Officer Roscoe, Pico, Train
Running one checks on Afro Mane
But I can't be no hip hop star
I'm cuffed in the back of some police car
Did you find the guns?
No
[A] Did you find the dope?
No
Open [Am] up the back door, well son, you're [E] free to
Go, AFR, oh
Marijuana car, go
[N] Boss like a chow, whoa
In a clean low, whoa
Let's all get drunk tonight
Hope I don't fight with a punk tonight
Get nervous as I swerve this Cadillac through Purvis
[C] Hope I don't crash when I hit pedo
Get my ass kicked in the white ghetto
Prejudice police won't let me go
Fuck the tint window, camouflage my fro
Dumb now I'm dumber y'all, last summer y'all
Fucked all the little girls down in Summerall
Got a phone call from Nicki and June
Picking some shrooms down in Picayune, baby
Just like a shovel, I'm truly digging
All these [Bb] women that I'm meeting in Wiggins
On the boat, guff boat
I got my dick down some girl throat
I can't hold it, it's a trip, baby
I think you need to wipe your lip, baby
Hula, Abdulla, the whole house Rula
What's up to all the homies down in Pasadula
Small towns, small cities
But they still got big ol' asses plus titties
Is it a bird?
Is it a plane?
It's the hungry hustler Afro bird
Flying through the air in my underwear
Laying like a hawk in your derriere
I'm in control like Janet when I hear Jackson
Always getting plenty panty action
McClane, even McCone
Tell the whole world Mississippi's your home
Yeah, Zoo, Columbia, and Natchez
I got the weed brother, who got the matches?
Who got the funky DJ that scratches?
You pinned on me like my name was Patches
It was a black thing, just a big willies
Now I roll fillies with all the hillbillies
Never ever thought I'd see the Ku Klux Klan
Buying front row seats for the Afro man
Confederate flag, tobacco in they mouth
It's a beautiful thing, jumping off in the South
Afro man, I'm a part of it
Mississippi hip-hop, I'm the start of it
I'm the latest, I'm the greatest
And all you haters, I mash ya like potatoes
Make your girlfriend holler and [N] scream
While she cooking me some cornbread and collard greens
[C] Please take me back home to Mississippi
Kooky letter, kooky letter, humpback, humpback
Afro man's bum, bump, yeah
Please take me back home to Mississippi
From the shelter to the coast, I'm doing the most
Grab your 40 ounce flesh toast _
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Love, _ _ _ [C] peace, and Afro grease
I hit Greenville and rap up in one block east
So absurd, up in Oxford
Vision all blurred, speech all slurred
The party's gonna start for real when I hit Starkville
Here's the deal, started at the Dark Horse
Then I moved to Rick
Posted up against the wall taking flicks with Chicks
Nowadays I get my lumber [N] done
With this pretty young woman in [C] lumber time
Three wheel motion, through Moss Point
Looked at this girl's ass then I lost my joint
Cause I'm from Hattiesburg and I roll on D's
You can call me a Hattiesburger with cheese
Luster, luster, hunnit spuster
Rapping everyday like I'm supposed to
Bottle after bottle, dog in my liver
Blowing on the mic [N] like the Mississippi River _ _
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