I Wish (Mama's Dub)

Hey, this is radio station WSKEE

We're taking calls on the wish line

Making your wacky wishes come true...

Hello?

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

I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat

And a six-four Impala

I wish I was like six-foot-nine

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

And 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

Dang, 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

I 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

I 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

I got an 8-track, and a spare tire in the backseat, but that's flat

And do you really wanna know what's really wack?

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 at 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

I wish I was a little bit taller (I wish I was a little bit taller)

I wish I was a baller (Wish I was a baller)

I wish I was a little bit taller, y'all (I wish I was a little bit taller, y'all)

I wish I was a baller (Wish I was a baller)

I wish I was a little bit taller, y'all (I wish I was a little bit taller, y'all)

I wish I was a baller (Wish I was a baller)

I wish I was a little bit taller (I wish I was a little bit taller, y'all)

I wish I was a baller (Yeah)

Hey, I wish I had my way

'Cause every day would be a Friday

And you could 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, you, what's that sound?

Everybody look what's goin' down

Ah, yes, ain't that fresh?

Everybody wants to get down like that

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 wish

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish