Chords for Afroman - Colt 45 (Lyrics)

Tempo:
125.05 bpm
Chords used:

C

G

E

Am

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Afroman - Colt 45 (Lyrics) chords
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Key:
C
3211
G
2131
E
2311
Am
2311
B
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C
3211
G
2131
E
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To learn Afroman - Crazy Rap chords with lyrics, grasp the musical fabric of the song with this sequence: B, C, B, C, G, Am, E, C, Am, Eb, C, G, C. To get a solid grasp, start slowly at 62 BPM and then match the original tempo of 125 BPM. Tune your capo to accommodate your vocal range, referencing the song's key: G.

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Wait a minute man.
It was this blind man, right?.
It was just blind man, right?.
He was feeling his way down the street with this stick, right?.
Hey, he walked past this fish market.
You know I'm saying he stopped he took a deep breath.
He said .
[E] [C] Good morning ladies .
[Am] .
[Eb] [C] .
[G] .
[C] .
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Oh.
And choose exact baby, that's why we need we go to walk out the dog smoke that.
We [B] as the marijuana burn we can take our time [C] singing them rap songs.
Stop and hit the ball like teaching chocolate sell takes from here to Hong Kong.
So roll roll roll my joke pick out the season stems.
Skate no breaking ribs so roll roll the 83 Cadillac.
It's a CD just don't say I bet my cabbie wheel.
Well, it was [G] just sundown in a small white town.
They [Am] call it eastside Palm Hill.
[G] Well, when the afro man walks through the white land [D] houses window for sale.
[G] Standing on the corner selling rap CDs when [A] I met a little girl named Jan.
[G] Yeah, the ride in my candy cuz I didn't know it was [Dm] the leader of the cool club class.
We fucked on the bed fucked on the floor.
Oh so long.
I grew a fucking afro then I fucked to the left.
I fucked to the right .
[Gm] To the shit turn white Got [A] my.
[Bm] [Cm] Put [Gm] on my clothes and I was on my way [D] until I.
Pulled up in the cab so I ran I jumped up the back window, but I daddy he was waiting with a two [C]-by-four.
Oh, we [Gb] beat me to the left.
He beat me to the right the motherfucker who my [C] ass.
Man at a prejudice dad.
That's the best.
[A] .
[E] [Bm] [C] Baby that's all we need come on we can go to the ball at the dog smoke that.
We and that's a marijuana burn.
We can take our turn singing them dirty rap songs.
Stop hit the blood like teaching children sell [Em] tapes from here to Hong Kong.
So roll roll roll my joint pick out the season stems.
Filling highest hell flying through Palmdale skating on Dayton rims.
Come on, so roll roll the 83.
Cadillac move to build.
It will take some cities just go sail I bet my cabbie [B] will I met this lady in Hollywood.
[C] She had green hair, but damn she looked good.
I took her to my house cuz she was fine, but she whooped out a dick that was bigger than mine .
From Japan never made [B] love with an [D] African.
[C] .
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[G] .
[Am] .
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[E] .
I.
Know it was a crisis.
I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices .
Baby that's all we need.
We can go to the ball at the dog smoke that tumbleweed.
And [C] as a marijuana burn we can take our turn singing them dirty rap songs.
Stop hit the blood like teaching children.
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee.
Her titties were here with Tennessee that country [G] music really drove me crazy, but I rode that ass and said yes, miss David.
[C] .
Let this lady in Michigan I can't wait till I fuck that bitch again better real black girl down in South Carolina.
Fuck the tissue turn to a white Albina.
In Iowa, I fucked the wrong credit Oh.
[Abm] [Ab] .
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[G] No .
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There's a marijuana burn we can take our time singing them dirty rap songs stop.
Have you ever went over a girl starts to fuck but the pussy just ain't no good.
I mean you getting upset cuz you can't get away plus you in the wrong neighborhood.
So you try to play it off and eat the pussy what it take us so long to come.
Then a dude walk in that's her big boyfriend, and he actually where you from.
So you wipe your mouth and you try to [Cm] explain.
Your clothes are muddy you knows our buddy your dick was hard, but now it's.
You thought you had a girl to rock the world now you still gotta go .
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This song was authored by Joseph Foreman.

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