Weird Al Yankovic - Im A Wigga Şarkı Sözleri

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I wear fake gold to make up for my little cock
got my rag on backwards so I look just like 2pac
with my cap tilted cause im trying to hide the fact that im from maine
but I represent the south side
got a bb gun that looks just like a Mac 10
if I shot your bitch it might not even break the skin
I wear my jeans so low you can see my booty crack
got chrome painted rims on my 86'pontiac with fuzzy dice
in a rigged up black/white
my curfew's at 10 but I stay out till midnight
sitting' in my ride puffin bennys from my one hitter
can't smoke at home cause ill get caught by my baby sitter
I wanna be black but with my mustache I look Mexican
I learned how to spit rhymes from reading green eggs and ham
I talk plenty shit so that must make me hard
I did a 2 day stretch for stealing at Wall-Mart
im a wigga so go figure im just a white boy that wants to be a nigga
dont forget the dew rag take me to the tanning booth
got a little bling bling next week im getting a gold tooth
calling up some honeys they only give me pussy cause I say I got the money
none of my hoes are over 13 'cause to 2 of these little tricks my dick looks humongous
I live my mamma's basement and im almost 23
other than that theres nothing going for me
never had a hard day in my life you see except when I took my mother fucking g.e.d.
I aint a gangster bitch im just a prankster bitch and if you step to me I run just like a bitch
I run just far enough to where you cant catch me
peel out in my ride and call you pussy
but living in the suburbs im the toughest on my block
and every little hoe is riding all up on my jock
not packing too much meat so I stuff it with a sock
remember the first line yeah I said I had a little cock
im a wigga so go figure im just a white boy that wants to be a nigga
my closets full of Fubu sipping on the 40's
my name is really Carl but you can call me shorty
when you see me strutting down the street walking with a limp
its not because im hard its cause I got my ass kicked by a bunch of real G's
they beat my ass and shanked me with a knife
for trying to be down and claim in ghetto life
it'll all catch up to you in the end some day
you'll be alone and ill be with all my friends and we'll kick your ass
yeah we'll beat you down mother fucker
dont make me act a clown I ain't in a gang
but I can talk the slang I know the Ebonics hand book like it aint no thang
so I must be real yo I listen to mc hammer
and im down with my new dough so that pretty much how the story goes
im the suburban gangster that fucks 12 year olds
just a skinny honky that tries to act tough
but i'm the first to back down if you call my bluff
im a wigga so go figure im just a white boy that wants to be a nigga
smoking token stank weed
wear a pick in my hair
stomping in my air force 1's but cant afford 2 pair