Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Wish, artist - The Secret Handshake. Date of issue: 07.04.2008
Song language: English
I Wish |
| Hey, this is radio station W-S-K-E-E |
| We’re takin' calls on the wish line |
| Making all your wacky wishes come true |
| Hello |
| 1-I wish I was little bit taller |
| I wish I was a baller |
| I wish I had a girl who looked good |
| I would call her |
| I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat |
| And a six four Impala |
| I wish I was like six-foot-nine |
| So I can get with Leoshi |
| Cause she don’t know me but yo she’s really fine |
| You know I see her all the time |
| Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams |
| I can scheme a way to make her mine |
| Cause I know she’s livin phat |
| Her boyfriend’s tall and he plays ball |
| So how am I gonna compete with that |
| 'Cause when it comes to playing basketball |
| I’m always last to be picked |
| And in some cases never picked at all |
| So I just lean up on the wall |
| Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls |
| Who came to watch their men ball |
| Dag y’all! |
| I never understood, black |
| Why the jocks get the fly girls |
| And me I get the hood rats |
| I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble |
| Got hit with a bottle |
| And I been in the hospital |
| For talkin' that mess |
| I confess it’s a shame when you livin' in a city |
| That’s the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name |
| Glad I came to my senses |
| Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach |
| Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together |
| Right? |
| So when I asked her out she said I wasn’t her type |
| (rpt 1, 1) |
| I wish I had a brand-new car |
| So far, I got this hatchback |
| And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at |
| And when I’m in my car I’m laid back |
| I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat |
| But that’s flat |
| And do you really wanna know what’s really whack |
| See I can’t even get a date |
| So, what do you think of that? |
| I heard that prom night is a bomb night |
| With the hood rats you can hold tight |
| But really tho' I 'm a figaro |
| When I’m in my car I can’t even get a hello |
| Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday |
| Well then I’ma have to get in my car and go |
| You know I take the 110 until the 105 |
| Get off at Crenshaw tell my homies look alive |
| Cause it’s hard to survive when your livin' |
| In a concrete jungle and |
| These girls just keep passin' me by |
| She looks fly, she looks fly |
| Makes me say my, my, my |
| (rpt 1, 1) |
| I wish I was a little bit taller… |
| I wish I was a baller… |
| I wish I was a little bit taller y’all |
| I wish I was a baller (3) |
| Hey, I wish I had my way |
| 'Cause everyday would be a Friday |
| You could even speed on the highway |
| I would play ghetto games |
| Name my kids ghetto names |
| Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine |
| Yo you know that’s on the real |
| So if you’re down on your luck |
| Then you should notice how I feel |
| Cause if you don’t want me around |
| See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound |
| Hey, you, what’s that sound? |
| Everybody look what’s going down |
| Ahhhh, yes, ain’t that fresh? |
| Everybody wants to get down like dat |
| (rpt 1, 1) |
| I wish, I wish, I wish |