Wig Out Lyrics

Wig Out lyrics

[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 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]
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*