Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wigga, artist - M.o.D..
Date of issue: 14.08.2006
Song language: English
Wigga |
White dude, why you gotta say «sup»? |
Why you braggin' that you bust shit up? |
Jump, jump, jump around |
Shake that booty, get down |
White dude’s can’t jump or dance |
'Specially when their butt is hanging out of their pants |
Now what the hell is that all about? |
Here’s a big boot to the ass, check it out! |
So you think you’re a gangsta |
More like a little white sub-urban pranksta |
Tagging up the walls, rollin with the homies |
Now you think you’re a hoodie |
You saw Colors and you got a woody |
Then thought up the master plan |
Gonna write a rap song and sell it to the white man |
I remember when «phat» was spelled with an F |
I remember if you couldn’t hear you were deaf |
I remember when you were where you were from |
And not what you saw on the television, son |
Wigga, wigga — white boy |
Wigga, wigga — gangsta wanna-be |
Wigga, wigga — white boy |
Your pants are falling down |
Could you find 'em any bigger? |
All the wiggas in the house say sup — sup! |
Will the wiggas in the house stand up — white boy |
Please stand up, please stand up |
Pull your pants up, will you pull your pants up |
Bustin' out your funky fresh Tommy’s |
Looking real dip in the hood, thanks to mommy |
Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked |
Pull your hood up, boy you look stupid |
You want that rap look — you duped, you duped it |
You want that rap sound — so you looped it, you looped it |
Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked |
Pull your hood up, boy you look stupid |
Hey white boy, can’t you find the beat? |
You ain’t street, you’re trippin' on your own feet |
Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked |
Pull your hood up, boy you look stupid! |
So you wanna live large — large |
Drive fancy cars and hang around with pop stars |
Pull your hood up — pull your hood up |
I remember when «phat» was spelled with an F |
I remember if you couldn’t hear you were deaf |
I remember when you were where you were from |
And not what you saw on the television, son |
Wigga, wigga — white boy |
Wigga, wigga — gangsta wanna-be |
Wigga, wigga — white boy |
Your pants are falling down |
Could you find 'em any bigger? |
All the wiggas in the house say sup — sup! |
Will the wiggas in the house stand up — white boy |
Please stand up, please stand up |
Pull your pants up, pull your pants up |