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All my neighbors went to Afroman
They didn't take me, not part of the plan
Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't the one
Let's get high and make our own fun

1, 2, 3 and to the four
Indo, four beers, out the door
Feeling funny, looking for the metro
This shit's not rap, it's electro
Mulatto, albino, mosquito, libido
Han shot first, down goes Greedo
Roll to the church in your new tuxedo
Lookin like Borat in a fuckin speedo

Fritos, Funyons, pizza no onions
Cutting shit down like I was Paul Bunyan
Jamming on the one
I ain't done with the fun, hun
Son hand me all those sticky buns
Not a dry run, I'm not a hired gun
Getting my tan in the midnight sun
My shit's so heavy, it weighs a metric fuckton

All my neighbors went to Afroman
They didn't take me, not part of the plan
Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't the one
Let's get high and make our own fun

I'm not an alcoholic, I just drink a lot
I'm not a drug addict, I just smoke a lot
I'm not a sex addict, I just fuck a lot
I'm not a fat rhymer, I just scheme a lot
I'm not a Sandman, I just dream a lot
I'm not Limp Bizkit, I just rock a lot
I'm not machine, I just rage a lot
It's not a revolution, I just fuck shit up

Like Afroman, we're about to get high
Like Spider-Man, swinging cross the sky
Like Ben Grimm, we're about to get stoned
Like Skeletor, we're about to get boned
Like Amy Winehouse, we're about to get drunk
Like the Clash, we're about to get punk
Like Annabel Chong, we're about to get fucked
Like a black hole, we're about to get sucked

All my neighbors went to Afroman
They didn't take me, not part of the plan
Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't the one
Let's get high and make our own fun

Don't laugh at me, come laugh with me
Then I'll turn it around and have you thinking
Then I'll turn it around and have you drinking
Then I'll turn it around and have the ladies winking
Then I'll turn it around and have you lip syncing
Then I'll turn it around and have you rethinking
Then I'll turn it around and have your ego shrinking
Then I'll make you shit your pants and you'll be stinking

Don't scoff at me, come drink with me
Then we'll go to Black Cat and start dancing
Then we'll find food trucks and start eating
Then we'll find some brats and commence to beating
We'll get Michael Cera and start tiny prancing
Then we'll go to the Pinch and keep on drinking
Then we'll go to Solly's and start singing
Then we'll go to 619 and start fucking

All my neighbors went to Afroman
They didn't take me, not part of the plan
Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't the one
Let's get high and make our own fun