Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wig Out, artist - Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. Album song Mecca And The Soul Brother, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.06.1992
Record label: Elektra
Song language: English
Wig Out |
| Yeah… uh-huh… |
| It’s called the Wig Out |
| It’s called the Wig Out |
| It’s called the Wig Out |
| It’s called the Wig it’s called the Wig it’s called the Wig Out |
| It’s called the Wig Out |
| It’s called the Wig Out |
| It’s called the Wig it’s called the Wig it’s called the Wig Out |
| Circulate us in the vein, set to ride the cracks on your brain |
| Like a novocaine, I train to ease any pain (word?) |
| Yeah, get your wig loose, I relieve tension |
| The path to my lesson is the highway to heaven (ahh yeah) |
| Plus, what a rush, catch another one flushed (uh-huh) |
| Now you got a crush, makin dames wanna blush (yeah) |
| I stomp out your campfire; |
| liar, retire (uh) |
| Cause none of these homefries here is Oreida (yeah) |
| The Wiggy-Wig get the big bread; |
| known to break em like a twig (whoo!) |
| Gimme beef cause I don’t eat pig (uh) |
| Who runs the joint with the flavors in the Vernon? |
| (uh-huh) |
| Got _One Life to Live_, _As the World Keeps Turning_ (yeah) |
| More, take a draw, then react to contact (uh) |
| A buzz from my cause I back as a fact (yeah) |
| Just like the reverend, I make you wanna jump and shout (say what?) |
| CL Smooth got the Wig Out… |
| It’s the Wig Out, uhh |
| It’s the Wig… |
| It’s definitely the Wig |
| Wig Out! |
| C’mon, ahh yeah |
| Come on… yeah… |
| With the pace of a racehorse, I cover like lipgloss |
| Roll with force to get you wigged of course (uh-huh) |
| The honey-coated brown eyes wise to the franchise |
| Notice other guys, never twist his size (uhhh, uhhh) |
| Bigger than life, I hit the wife undercover |
| You discover when my dog ate the drawers off the mother (uh-huh) |
| Called her Greedy Gretchen, my pet came fetchin |
| And shot Old Yeller with the big Smith and Wessun (whoo!) |
| CL and double-X-L ring a bell |
| Supplied by the inside, never been a shell |
| Rowdy, but thoughts got cloudy, you choked |
| In a puff of smoke, mics were lit, and then broke (yeah) |
| Back and forth like a game of Ping-Pong (what?) |
| I get the cypher going like Cheech and Chong (yeah) |
| And glide through your system, on a funk rhythm (uh-huh) |
| Honey don’t pout, CL got the Wig Out… |
| Like I said… |
| It’s the Wig… |
| To make your head go… AOOWWWWWW! |
| Yeah… it’s like that… |
| CL, the A+, while you wear a F like a freebie |
| With your nine lives this arrives, here kitty-kitty |
| No more to savor cause I’m here to kick flavor |
| The most common denominator, said none graver |
| Sufferin succotash, a blunt for the cash |
| Whiplash, FloJo in a forty yard dash (uh) |
| Solid like a dome, never fall like Rome |
| A notch for your crotch so honey heat it I’m home (uh) |
| My baby’s a lovechild, say whassup to ya (uh-huh) |
| Like Dr. Welby, I keep the boy healthy (yeah) |
| Pete knowledge me, flip it over and it’s sweet |
| Entwined when I mentally design verse three (uh) |
| Appears so real when the Soul Brother sun (yeah) |
| If you rate it on a chart, it would be number one (uh-huh) |
| Spread it like sauerkraut, the main event doubt |
| You wind up in a rout, CL got the Wig Out… |
| CL got the Wig… come on |
| CL got the Wig Out… yeah |
| Shit is funky… |
| Yeah… uh-huh… |
| That’s fresh… |
| C’mon! |
| Ah yeah, uh-huh, that’s how we’re livin |
| For the nineties |
| Yes! |
| Yes cousin |
| Gettin busy, uh-huh |
| Yeah… |
| It’s the Wig Out! |
| Wig Out! |
| Uh, the Wig Out! |
| The Wig Out… *fades* |