Wig Out

[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*