Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Victa, artist - Victor Wooten. Album song Soul Circus, in the genre Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Vanguard
Song language: English
Victa |
| Yeah, I think it’s about that time, baby |
| My name is Victa and I’m a winner |
| And I know what I’m talking about |
| And just 'cause I come out on top |
| Don’t mean I’m leaving you out |
| Oh yes, I’m a tricksta but not a sinner |
| And you may not agree |
| Before you start to criticize |
| Are you talking 'bout you or me? |
| 'Cause I’m your brother, your friend |
| I’m so much a part of you |
| To be the Victor, deal with who you are |
| Before you worry about what to do |
| I’m right here with ya, not against ya |
| It may look like deceit |
| But I am always on your side |
| Even when we compete, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Well, it’s not always the answer |
| All you have to do is pay |
| When you understand the message |
| Then you have the right to say |
| My name is Victa |
| And I’m so finger funking good |
| You could never wash off this funk debris |
| Even if you could |
| My name is Victa |
| And I encourage you to learn how he plays |
| 'Cause in practice there is a perfection |
| Now tell them what I say, my name is |
| And for all you players out there |
| I want you to pull up a chair |
| And sit down somewhere |
| My name is, I ain’t gonna say it |
| It’s already on your mind |
| Some may call it bragging |
| But I ain’t got the time |
| I am coming to get ya |
| I’m sneaking up from behind |
| Don’t worry, just a little bit more to say |
| May have to wait till tomorrow, it ain’t gonna be today |
| I’m gonna tell my story, I don’t know where to begin |
| The one thing that I know for sure, the Victor always wins |
| Ain’t no worrying tomorrow |
| You just take care of today |
| And there’s nothing left to borrow |
| Then you have the right to say |
| My name is Victa |
| And I’m playing like a player plays |
| My name is Victa |
| And I’m playing like a player plays |
| My name is |
| Ah, the name is Buddha, baby |
| Yeah, just put your hands right here |
| While I whisper in your ear |
| And just in case you didn’t know |
| I’m here to tell you something |
| Let me hear you say play, Victa, play |
| Come on, come on, come on |
| My name is |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Victa, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| My name is Victa |
| And I’m so finger funking good |
| You could never wash off this funk debris |
| Even if you could |
| My name is Victa |
| And I encourage you to learn how he plays |
| 'Cause in practice there is a perfection |
| Now tell them what I say, my name is |
| Oh yeah, bobble, boot-rappafella here |
| For all the encouraging minds that wanna know |
| We’re bringing you the real deal and not the deal-doe |
| Galactic isolation |
| Paranormal observation |
| Miscalculated calculations |
| Hey Victor, it’s obvious |
| They are not paying attention |
| His name is Victa |
| We’ll see him on the back side |