I Wish (Acappella) Songtext
von Skee‐Lo
I Wish (Acappella) Songtext
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish
Wish I was a little bit taller, y′all, wish I was a baller
Wish I was a little bit taller, y'all, wish I was a baller
Wish I was a little bit taller, y′all, wish I was a baller
Wish I was a little bit taller, y'all, wish I was a baller
Yeah, I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I was like 6'9", so I can get with Leoshi
′Cause she don′t know me but, yo, she's really fine
You know I see her all the time, everywhere I go
Even in my dreams, I can scheme of ways to make her mine
′Cause I know she's livin′ phat, her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that?
′Cause when it comes to playing basketball, I'm always last to be picked
And, in some cases, never picked at all
So I just lean up on the wall or sit up in the bleachers
With the rest of the girls who came to watch their man ball
Dag, y'all, I never understood, black
Why the jocks get the fly girls, and me, I get the hood rats
I tell ′em, "Scat, skittle, sca-bobble"
Got hit with a bottle and put in a hospital for talkin′ that mess
I confess it's a shame, when you livin′ in a city that's the size of a box
And nobody knows yo′ name, glad I came, to my senses
Like quick-quick, got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcometh by thoughts of me and her together, right?
So when I asked her out, she said I wasn't her type
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I had a brand-new car so far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo, I gets laughed at
And when I′m in my car, I'm laid back (laid back)
I got an 8-track, and a spare tire in the back seat, but that's flat
And do you wanna know what′s really whack?
See, I can′t even get a date, so what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is a bomb night, with a hood rat, you can hold tight
But really though, I'm Figaro, when in my car, I can′t even get a, "Hello"
Well, so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
One day, I'ma have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 until the 105
Get off on Crenshaw, tell my homies, "Look alive"
′Cause it's hard to survive, when you′re living in a concrete jungle
And these girls keep Passin' Me By
She looks fly, she looks fly
Make me say, "My, my, my"
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
Hey, I wish I had my way, 'cause every day would be a Friday
And you can even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games, name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, Big Al, Lorraine
Yo, you know that′s on the real
So if you′re down on your luck, then you should know just how I feel
'Cause if you don′t want me around
See, I go simple, I go easy, I go Greyhound
Hey (hey), you (you), what's that sound? (Sound)
Everybody look what′s goin' down
Ah, yes, ain′t that fresh?
Now, ev'rybody wants to get down like that
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
Skee-Lo, you know, you know, you know, you know
Wish you were taller, I wish you were a baller
You know, you know, you know, you know, Skee-Lo
Wish you were taller, wish you were a baller
Skee-Lo, you know, you know, you know, you know
Wish you were taller, wish you were a baller
You know, you know, you know, you know
I wish you were taller, I wish you were a baller
Skee-Lo, you know, you know, you know, you know
I wish you were taller, I wish you were a baller
You know, you know, you know, you know, Skee-Lo
I wish you were taller, wish you were a baller
All day, every day, West Coast, L.A., Compton
Hip-hop rules always, all the way
All day, every day, West Coast, L.A., Compton
Hip-hop rules always, all the way
All day, every day, West Coast, L.A., Compton
Hip-hop rules always, all the way
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish, I wish
I wish
Wish I was a little bit taller, y′all, wish I was a baller
Wish I was a little bit taller, y'all, wish I was a baller
Wish I was a little bit taller, y′all, wish I was a baller
Wish I was a little bit taller, y'all, wish I was a baller
Yeah, I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I was like 6'9", so I can get with Leoshi
′Cause she don′t know me but, yo, she's really fine
You know I see her all the time, everywhere I go
Even in my dreams, I can scheme of ways to make her mine
′Cause I know she's livin′ phat, her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that?
′Cause when it comes to playing basketball, I'm always last to be picked
And, in some cases, never picked at all
So I just lean up on the wall or sit up in the bleachers
With the rest of the girls who came to watch their man ball
Dag, y'all, I never understood, black
Why the jocks get the fly girls, and me, I get the hood rats
I tell ′em, "Scat, skittle, sca-bobble"
Got hit with a bottle and put in a hospital for talkin′ that mess
I confess it's a shame, when you livin′ in a city that's the size of a box
And nobody knows yo′ name, glad I came, to my senses
Like quick-quick, got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcometh by thoughts of me and her together, right?
So when I asked her out, she said I wasn't her type
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I had a brand-new car so far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo, I gets laughed at
And when I′m in my car, I'm laid back (laid back)
I got an 8-track, and a spare tire in the back seat, but that's flat
And do you wanna know what′s really whack?
See, I can′t even get a date, so what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is a bomb night, with a hood rat, you can hold tight
But really though, I'm Figaro, when in my car, I can′t even get a, "Hello"
Well, so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
One day, I'ma have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 until the 105
Get off on Crenshaw, tell my homies, "Look alive"
′Cause it's hard to survive, when you′re living in a concrete jungle
And these girls keep Passin' Me By
She looks fly, she looks fly
Make me say, "My, my, my"
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
Hey, I wish I had my way, 'cause every day would be a Friday
And you can even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games, name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, Big Al, Lorraine
Yo, you know that′s on the real
So if you′re down on your luck, then you should know just how I feel
'Cause if you don′t want me around
See, I go simple, I go easy, I go Greyhound
Hey (hey), you (you), what's that sound? (Sound)
Everybody look what′s goin' down
Ah, yes, ain′t that fresh?
Now, ev'rybody wants to get down like that
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six-four Impala
Skee-Lo, you know, you know, you know, you know
Wish you were taller, I wish you were a baller
You know, you know, you know, you know, Skee-Lo
Wish you were taller, wish you were a baller
Skee-Lo, you know, you know, you know, you know
Wish you were taller, wish you were a baller
You know, you know, you know, you know
I wish you were taller, I wish you were a baller
Skee-Lo, you know, you know, you know, you know
I wish you were taller, I wish you were a baller
You know, you know, you know, you know, Skee-Lo
I wish you were taller, wish you were a baller
All day, every day, West Coast, L.A., Compton
Hip-hop rules always, all the way
All day, every day, West Coast, L.A., Compton
Hip-hop rules always, all the way
All day, every day, West Coast, L.A., Compton
Hip-hop rules always, all the way
Writer(s): Archie Leroy Roundtree, Skee-lo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com