Drinkin on the Sidewalk Lyrics & Tabs by Afroman
Drinkin on the Sidewalk
guitar chords lyrics
Me and Strainj just got off work
Hit the liquor store to erk and jerk
Go back home, grap a cup
Put a tape in, turn the stereo up
Start smokin'
Start sippin'
Start laughin'
Start trippin'
The gangsta house on the block
Stereo bumpin' with major knock
Crazy G's
Rollin' D's
Pull into the side, shoot the breeze
Smoke some weed, drink some brew
Sell a CD, make a dollar too
Pull into the side, shoot the breeze
Smoke some weed, drink some brew
Sell a CD, make a dollar too
Crack some jokes, discuss some plans
Push for time so we slappin' hands
He hopped in the car, let the Daytons twirl
Yeah,
Fuck the corporate world
Drinkin' on the sidewalk
oww
Dancin' while we talk
(Dancin' while we talk)
Hoppin' in the caddy
Glide like a chickenhawk
(Yeah)
I got off work, went to the club
The guy at the door charged me a dub
Stuck up bitches wouldn't dance, security guard pullin' up my pants
Macho niggas tryinna start a fight
Couldn't get the bartender all damn night
(*laughin*)Oh, the DJ was gay
He had a flat top like Kid And Play
And he was kissin' those bitches' asses
With the Urkel (?) pants and them Dwayne Wayne glasses
Whack rap music all night long
I didn't even hear one good song
Fuck the club, i'll stay home
System beat good in my Fleetwood Broug
Hit the liquor store, buy 4-0
Drinkin' on the sidewalk, you know?
Drinkin' on the sidewalk
Dancin' while we talk
Hoppin' in the caddy
(zoop, zoop)
Glide like a chicken hawk
Drinkin' on the sidewalk
Dancin' while we talk
Hoppin' in the caddy
(zoop, zoop, yeah)
Glide like a chicken hawk
Walk up drunk to a hoodrat, get her number just like that
She said she might not do nothing tonight
Told "Come through" and she said alright
Baby came through with the ghetto girls
Called up the homies with the Chucks and curls
Sent the hoodrats to the liquor store
Coz' nobody tryinna shoot them, you know
Waitin' on the bitches, rollin' blunts
Tonight we'll be pullin' major stunts
We got music, we got food
We got time to get 'em in the mood
Porch light off, dark in the front
All you can see is the light from the blunt
Every now and then, she dance
I dance with her while i sag my pants
Drinkin' on the sidewalk
Dancin' while we talk
Hoppin' in the caddy
Glide like a chicken hawk
Drinkin' on the sidewalk
Dancin' while we talk
Hoppin' in the caddy
Glide like a chicken hawk
oww
buccooc
