Pete Rock And Cl Smooth - Wig Out Lyrics
[pete rock]Yeah.. uh-huh.. *echoes*Its called the wig out *echoes*Its called the wig out *echoes**whispering*Its called the wig out *echoes*Its called the wig its called the wig its called the wig outIts called the wig out *echoes*Its called the wig out *echoes*Its called the wig its called the wig its called the wig out[cl smooth]Circulate us in the vein, set to ride the cracks on your brainLike a novacaine, I train to easy any pain (word? )Yeah, get your wig loose, I relieve tensionThe 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 dont 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 cuz I back as a fact (yeah)Just like the reverand, I make you wanna jump and shout (say what? )Cl smooth got the wig out..[pete rock]Its the wig out, uhhIts the wig..Its definitely the wigWig out! cmon, ahh yeahCome on.. yeah..[cl smooth]With the pace of a racehorse, I cover like lipglossRoll with force to get you wigged of course (uh-huh)The honey-coated brown eyes wise to the franchiseNotice other guys, never twist his size (uhhh, uhhh)Bigger than life, I hit the wife undercoverYou discover when my dog ate the drawers off the mother (uh-huh)Called her greedy gretchen, my pet came fetchinAnd shot old yeller with the big smith and wessun (whoo!)Cl and double-x-l ring a bellSupplied by the inside, never been a shellRowdy, but thoughts got cloudy, you chokedIn 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 dont pout, cl got the wig out..[pete rock]Like I said..Its the wig..To make your head go.. aoowwwwww!Yeah.. its like that..[cl smooth]Cl, the a+, while you wear a f like a freebieWith your nine lives this arrives, here kitty-kittyNo more to savor cause Im here to kick flavorThe most common denominator, said none graverSufferin succotash, a blunt for the cashWhiplash, flojo in a forty yard dash (uh)Solid like a ? , never fall like romeA notch for your crotch so honey heat it Im home (uh)My babys a lovechild, say whassup to ya (uh-huh)Like dr. welby, I keep the boy healthy (yeah)Pete knowledge me, flip it over and its sweetEntwined 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 doubtYou wind up in a rout, cl got the wig out..[pete rock]Cl got the wig.. come onCl got the wig out.. yeahShit is funky..Yeah.. uh-huh..Thats fresh..Cmon! ah yeah, uh-huh, thats how were livinFor the ninetiesYes! yes cousinGettin busy, uh-huhYeah..Its the wig out!Wig out! uh, the wig out!The wig out.. *fades*
