Afroman - Jobe Bells lyrics

dashing through these hos, cadillac's and sixty 'fo's, on three wheels we go, clocking lots of doe, Cellphone ringtone ring, my song "Because I Got High", smoking weed while I watch, the police flying by! Oh, jinglebell, East Palmdale Jobe is back and not whack, Oooh found your daughter and you finally caught 'er and you mad 'cuz I'm black, ahaha I f**ed her good, just like I should, I think I blew her balloon, I didn't use a condom and now we have a problem: she havin' my baby in June (say what?!) I know this holiday hooker, I think her name is Jan, and if you 'aint got no money (hell yeah), she's got a layaway plan, I got a bl**job from her friend, I think her name is Gwen, my dick plugged up her mouth; she couldn't get no oxygen! Oh jinglebell, county jail, Jobe's from the hood, skinny women s** my dick real good but their bu*t cheeks feel like wood (ouch!) I be swimmin, in big fat women, when I'm in the sack (ooh!) why have a skinny little bicycle b**h when I can ride a Cadillac?! I met this beautiful woman, she said she was Hawaiian, she said she didn't like black guys, however she was lyin' she'd seen my go detonas, all my coupes and cash, she licked my hairy balls, like chocolate coconuts! Oh, jinglebell, shotgun shell, sheriff got a gun, he pulled the trigger, shot that n******g look at that mo' f**a run! hit 'im in the head kicked him in the a**, put a kneecap in his chest, went to the court, and told the judge, "This man was resisting arrest!"