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