Wannabe Gangstar Songtext
von Wheatus

I am a wannabe
You better be careful around me
I come from far away
Where Mustang dreams are made
And we are fashioned in the image of the Don′s
Who have come before us
We all kiss the rings of sand
Like our fathers told us

('Cause I′m a) A wannabe gangstar
Better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangstar
You better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangstar
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far away


Like a lemon pie à la mode
My nine is easy to load
All hail Jericho
Turnpike Tech, that′s where I go
To learn the things about the universe I′ll need
So I can build a stampede
Because I'm all up in your face again
I′m all up in your face

('Cause I′m a) A wannabe gangstar
Better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangstar
You better go back to Commack
I′m a wannabe gangstar
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far away

A wannabe gangstar
Victim of the chromosome prankster
I thanks ya, I sits back in my chair to contemplate my hair
But yo I'm lookin' snappy, I′m nappy, I′m crappy
Got Jimmy hats from pappy
So now I'm trigger happy


Yeah, so you girlies wanna get wit this nit-wit
Got Cheese Wiz or not?
Then I might have to blow up ya mail box, biatch
Or toilet paper ya front yard
Show the cops my Suburbs Card
They gotta let me go ′cause they know that I'm hard
It′s the deal, it's for real
Ya betta listen to what I′m tellin' ya
'Cause I′m a wannabe gangstar

I′m a wannabe gangstar
Better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangstar
You better go back to Commack
I′m a wannabe gangstar
You better go back to Commack
Better go back to far
Better go back to far away