Afroman - There's a Price to Pay lyrics

[Chorus] Yeah... there's a price to pay for the girls you lay Life's gonna hang you a bill one day Before your freedom or your life get took Get a girl, a wife or a playboy book One more time [Chorus] Sitting at a red light Trying to get my head right This girl pa** with a monster-a** Mentally distracted I meant us to reacted My penis' expanding Her number I demanded The questions I asked her were nice and discrete But now she's in my pa**enger seat Turn on the beat Went to my castle f**ed without a ha**le Oh, it felt great in her a**hole She was s**y seductive Her name was Morgan I loved the way she s**ed my reproductive organ I road it and road it Finally unloaded (uhh) Went to the bathroom because I couldn't hold it Oh I looked down and I was trippin' Because I'd seen blood drippin' Off the tip of my penis It don't take a genius To think that's she's a virgin Scrubbed my dick with detergent I'm in the mix, if you know what I mean Cuz the girl's only sixteen Your nipples are hard Your bootie's soft But cutie I need to drop you off Pa**ed my keys smashed 'em down the street Trying to get rid of the bra But her mama standing in the front yard Lookin' at me weird cuz I'm gangsta geared I looked kinda old with a fro and a beard She looked at me if I was Satan I smashed off... [??] Turned the sh** up had the ba** go whopping Stressing like a mothaf**er going back to Compton Turned down the street and I was skatin' homey Sheriff department straight waiting on me We just need to ask a few questions homey Why the f** you putting these handcuffs on me? Got to the station, now they tellin' me That sh** I did was a felony Maybe you can release your rap tape When you through doing time statutorial rape [Chorus] Buccccoooc Padapapayaa.. Met this girl named KI'm working at M&M She was nice and slim She got a man but she don't talk to him You don't let her tell it Sniff that p**y you can probably smell it Anyway she got a baby, offcourse, offcourse Her and her man is going through a divorce We kept talkin' so good so far We started walkin' back to my car Fired up the engine went to my house Pulled down my pants, started cheatin' on my spouse With the slow tempo, I f**ed blah, but she's a nimfo b**h likes it fast and hard oh my god this girl is odd Lost my vision as I shot my wad Pulled on my pants, co*ked up my [get?] I gotta get rid of this hood rat Cuz she's callin' another man on my telephone It's time for this b**h to take her a** home After ejaculation, took the b**h home with no conversation No more Luther or [?] I pulled out my all-white too short tape I'm playin' and the sh** still hit Ima make the b**h walk if she talks some sh** Got to her house banged on the curve Threw my head back fired up some herb She asked me do you wanna come in I said wait a minute woman Who do you live with She said I'm single, I don't play that sh** I don't lie I tell every guy You gotta call me first before you come by I said alright Put my car in parked Then I walked inside I hit the alarm for my '83 caddy She was yippin' and yappin' About her baby daddy Talkin' with her who'd she pitched? She called her baby-daddy a lil' old b**h Talkin' sh** loud and fast b**h talking but she kicked his a** Said she s**ed it, like a lil' old hoe We was disturbed by a knock on the door Damn who's that where's my [get?] I hope I don't die f**ing with this hood-rat I'm trying to be one of those Palmdale playas But now I'm caught in some chaos But now I'm caught in some chaos But now I'm caught.. Hey anyway man The TV and the radio was playin' I couldn't quite figure out what they was saying They voices started escalating And I'm sitting on the couch debating Should I stay? should I leave? Should I grab this b**h by her f**ing weaves s** her in the eye b**h don't lie You knew your baby-daddy was fixing to come by And you invited me in Now look at the shape I'm in My palms are sweaty My muscles was tense Stood up fool I couldn't take the suspense I walked to the door kinda nervous Im not ready for a funeral service Opened the door, comic cool I got eye contact with the fool She talked about hI'm as if he was small Come to find out he's like seven feet tall I spoke he spoke He gave me a pow with his hand I walked right past the man Jumped in my '83 Cadillac Drove down the street then I never came back Went to the house grabbed the mic and started rappin' About the [?] that could've happened [Chorus] Bucooc! Padapapayaa... [fade out]