Yeah.. Uh-huh.. *Echoes*
It's called the Wig Out *echoes*
It's called the Wig Out *echoes*
*Whispering*
It's called the Wig Out *echoes*
It's called the Wig it's called the Wig it's called the Wig Out
It's called the Wig Out *echoes*
It's called the Wig Out *echoes*
It's called the Wig it's called the Wig it's called the Wig Out
[Cl Smooth]
Circulate us in the vein, set to ride the cracks on your brain
Like a novacaine, I train to easy 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 reverand, I make you wanna jump and shout (say what?)
Cl Smooth got the Wig Out..
[Pete Rock]
It's the Wig Out, uhh
It's the Wig..
It's definitely the Wig
Wig Out! C'mon, ahh yeah
Come on.. Yeah..
[Cl Smooth]
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..
[Pete Rock]
Like I said..
It's the Wig..
To make your head go.. Aoowwwwww!
Yeah.. It's like that..
[Cl Smooth]
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?, 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..
[Pete Rock]
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*
[Pete Rock] Yeah.. Uh-huh.. *Echoes* It's called the Wig Out *echoes* It's called the Wig Out *echoes* *Whispering* It's called the Wig Out *echoes* It's called the Wig it's called the Wig it's called the Wig Out It's called the Wig Out *echoes* It's called the Wig Out *echoes* It's called the Wig it's called the Wig it's called the Wig Out [Cl Smooth] Circulate us in the vein, set to ride the cracks on your brain Like a novacaine, I train to easy 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 reverand, I make you wanna jump and shout (say what?) Cl Smooth got the Wig Out.. [Pete Rock] It's the Wig Out, uhh It's the Wig.. It's definitely the Wig Wig Out! C'mon, ahh yeah Come on.. Yeah.. [Cl Smooth] 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.. [Pete Rock] Like I said.. It's the Wig.. To make your head go.. Aoowwwwww! Yeah.. It's like that.. [Cl Smooth] 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?, 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.. [Pete Rock] 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* Explain Request ×
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