Basehead Boogie chords and lyrics - AFROMAN

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[Verse 1]
[D]Afr[A]o ([D]Afro)[E][D]
Afroman (Afroman)
Afro (A[A]fro) Afroman (Afroman)
Afro (Afro) Afroman (Afroman)
Can I sell my [D]dope? [E](Yes ya can)
Let me [D]floss my [Cm]flow, [Gm]flos[A]s my h[Cm]o
Run [A]my own campaign [D]like
I'm [Gm]Ross [Cm]Perot
As the [D]turntables [Cm]spin [Gm]easily
I [Cm]reminisce on Easy- E

[Verse 2]
When I first started [A]bangin
Jher[G]i curl [Gm]started h[Cm]angin[D]
[E]9mm rangin
[Gm]If y[F#]ou wa[Gm]sn't play[A]in Cube,
[Gm]or Sir Too Short
[Cm]The [D]homeboys might grab you by[Eb]
[E]your [Gm]mothe[F#m]rfuckin throat
[Gm]And [A]choke yo ass, choke yo a[Gm]ss
Drag you [Cm]round [D]the corner
and try [Cm]to smoke yo ass
But anyway
[A]I'd like to thank all my[Gm]
cluckheads that contributed
[Cm]My rap tape just got distributed
Can a get a quarter? (Quarter)
From all the Mexicans down on
the border (Border)
[A]I oughta get me [Bm]a pound
[Cm](Pound)
Even if its on the wrong side [Bm]of town
[Cm]Is you down?
[A]Get a gallon a [Bm]wa te[Cm]r (Water)
So I can smoke a loopstick with
ya daughter (I oughta)
Get me a 40 (40)
Get drunk befo I get to the party
(Oh lawdy lawdy)
[Gm]I can't

[Verse 3]
wait till I get my [Cm]wel fare check
So I put [Gm]me a fat sack of yay on[Cm] deck
Make [Gm]a run for the border
in my [Cm]blue Caprice
And order me [Gm]a quarter [Cm]piece[Gm]
Mafucka!
East side ruler known well cause I thump
[Cm]Let my system bump[Gm]
While I wait for the chump
They [Cm]put t[Gm]he dope on the scale
This bomb [Cm]ass yayo
I know it's gonna [Gm]sell
Back [Cm]in Pa[Gm]lmdale
I ain't [Cm]afraid, it's time

[Verse 4]
[Ab]to get p[C#]aid[Cm]
[Gm]Pass me the baggies and
[Ab]a razor [Cm]blade[Gm]
Ladie, dadie, I [Cm]chop the rocks
[Gm]just like karate
Punk ya better [Ab]ask s[Cm]omebody
Stop [Gm]bitching cause I'm able
[Cm]Put the dope on the kitchen [Gm]table
And watch me hook it [Abm]up
[C#]like [Cm]cable[Gm]
Wham! [Cm]Bam! Baseheads
like Goooooood damn!
Buy yo dope from me!

[Verse 5]
If you a loner or [Cm]a stoner
My rocks way bigger than them low
budget niggas round the corner
And they won't give you no love
If you don't buy a dime, dub, or above
So come to me when you need a fat nickle
And you can hit the pipe
in my stolen vehicle
They don't want yo pennies?
That's alright, I want em
I even take the pennies with
the green [Gm]spots [Cm]on em
For the East Palmdaler being
a dope seller is hard
I accept your credit and your Ver
[Gm]sateller card[Cm]
AFDC, your food [Gm]stamps [Cm]too
I'm a baller but bitch I gotta eat like you
You think I'm smokin, but I ain't jokin
You can get a fat rock
for a gang of bus tokens
How you doin baby? I
need a soulmate
Your cuz told me you had Section 8

[Verse 6]
[Cm]I know you ain't got no money
[Gm]in your po[Cm]uch
Take a piece of this yay,
and let me sleep on the couch
[A]Bitch I'm for real, I'll go [Gm]half on a bill
Your gar[Cm]age just right
for my Coupe de Ville
Tell [A]your badass kids,
[Cm]them[Gm] hoodrat bitches
Don't be [Cm]jumpin in my car and
fuckin with my switches
[A]Hip, [E]hop, [Cm]chop[Gm] the rock[Cm]

[Verse 7]
Let the beat stop, it's time to re- cop
[Cm]We can go to Compton,
[Gm]we can go to Watts
We [Cm]can go to Long Beach I know
a gang of dope spots
I'm [A]neutral, [Gm]from [A]the old [Gm]school
I be buying [Cm]dope [D]from a dif
[Cm]ferent gang of fools
Buy my [A]drip from my Crip,
[F#m]pound of [Cm]bud f[Gm]rom [Cm]my Blood
Then I buy some yay, from my ese
[D]On [Cm]my wa[A]y back[E][A]
[Gm]to Palmdale
Got stopped [Cm]by the sher
[D]iff but I'm [Cm]calm as hell

[Verse 8]
They [Cm]pulled out heat
Put me face down in the street
[Gm]Handcuffed me,
threw me in the back seat
They [Cm]searched my car
with a microscope
[Gm]Stupid ass white boys
couldn't find the dope
They took the [Cm]handcuffs off but
you know they still [Gm]hate me
Racial remarks just to [Cm]intimidate me
Write a ticket since I can't
go to [Gm]jail
Whatever they didn't
find the yayo, uh!
[Cm]I don't Blood, I just Crip
[Gm]I don't tag I put the rocks
in a Ziploc bag
I'm lookin [Cm]too shady, [Gm]me and JD
Hit you with the .380
So gimme gimme what you [Cm]got
Hangin at the dope spot
Try to [Gm]jack and get got
Fuck around and get shot
(In the parking lot)
Be cool, [Cm]fool, don't be uptight
[Gm]Money first, dope second,
everything's alright

[Verse 9]
I don't [Eb]have the men[Cm]tality of
some fool in a gang
It's the principality of the whole thing
If you wanna get high, get high
But don't fuck around and die
[Eb]Mafucka!
I just [Cm]wanna sell a rock,
I don't wanna pull the Glock
And [Cm]lose the clientele on my block
Mad cause I shoulda been
more selective
Hiding [Cm]in the bushes from
the homicide detective
Trigger fin[Cm]ger itchin on me
[Cm]All my h[F#]omeboys snitchin on me
Every[Cm]body that's a friend of
me lookin like the enemy
Now I need to change my identity
Afro mothafuckin m- a- n bucaaaaw!
Yeah! If you just bought this [Cm]tape
Cuz you made the right
choice mafuuucka
[Cm]