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*