There's A Price 2 Pay Lyrics - Afroman

[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 pass with a monster-ass 

mentally distracted 

I manustry reacted 

my penis' expanded 

her number I demanded 

the questions I asked her were nice and discrete 

but now she's in my passenger seat 

turn up the beat 

went to my castle 

fucked without a hassle 

oh, it felt great in her asshole 

she was sexy seductive 

her name was Morgan 

I loved the way she sucked 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 figure she's a virgin 

scrubbed my dick with detergent 

I'm in the mix, if you know what I mean 

'cause the girl's only sixteen 

your nipples are hard 

your bootie's soft 

but cutie I need to drop you off 

grabed my keys then smashed down the street 

trying to get rid of the braud 

but her mama standing in the front yard 

lookin' at me weird 'cause 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 in my honey stote daytons 

turned the shit up had the bass go knocking 

stressing like a mothafucker 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 fuck you putting these handcuffs on me? 

got to the station, now they tellin' me 

that shit I did was a felony 

maybe you can release your rap tape 

when you through doing time for statutorial rape 

[CHORUS] 

Buccccoooc 

Padapapayaa... 

Met this girl named Kim 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 pussy 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 fucked the braud , but she's a nimfo 

bitch likes it fast and hard oh my god this girl is odd 

lost my vision as I shot my wad 

pulled on my pants, cocked up my gat 

I gotta get rid of this hood rat 

'cause she's callin' up her man on my telephone 

it's time for this bitch to take her ass home 

after ejaculation, took the bitch home with no conversation 

no more Luther or s gate 

I pulled out my all-white too short tape 

I'm playin' too short and the shit still hit 

Ima make the bitch walk if she talks some shit 

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 shit 

I don't lie I tell every guy 

you gotta call me first before you come by 

I said alright 

put my car in park 

then I walked inside 

I hit the alarm for my '83 caddy 

she was yippin' and yappin' 

about her baby daddy 

talkin' with her hoochie pitch 

she called her baby-daddy a lil' old bitch 

talkin' shit loud and fast 

bitch talking but she kicked his ass 

said she socked him like a lil' old hoe 

we was disturbed by a knock on the door 

damn who's that where's my gat 

I hope I don't die fucking 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 im sitting on the couch debating 

should I stay? should I leave? 

should I grab this bitch by her fucking weave 

sock her in the eye bitch don't lie 

you knew your baby-daddy was fixing to come by 

and you invited me in 

now look at the shape im 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, calm and cool 

I got eye contact with the fool 

she talked about him as if he was small 

come to find out he's like seven feet tall 

I smoke he smoke 

he gave me a pound 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 scandiling shit that could've happened 

[CHORUS] 

bucooc! 

Padapapayaa... [fade out]