Wiggy (Alt)
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⏱️ 1:32 duration
🆔 ID: 10476858
📜 Lyrics
People always asks us
You know, like about uh
Uh, things like um
"What do you like in dashikis"
Says something about five, four
Aha, a hundred and twenty pounds
But uh, aha
One of the things they happen to ask me is about
Which I decided to comment on
It is uh, aha
Wigs, we got a poem here called
"Wiggy"
And uh
And we like to do that right quick
Do you mind?
Still, Jemima du-head-ragged
Her 1920 mind was gagged
Undigging how very counterfeit that thing
Across her mind did sit
Wiggy
Gold and blonde, blood-red and blue
Sizzled, frizzled, and greasy too
Black woman still dig imitation
The mother of our horse-hair nation
Wiggy
Chemicalize your nappy top
Comb and brush that store-bought mop
Saturday Night, you storm the block
Paint resembling electric shock
Woman, you are a laughingstock
Wiggy
'Cause baby, we dig fuzzy heads
Cotton-soft, not woolward lead
Brillo crowns we all adore
As long as we are sure
It's yours
That's called, Wiggy
We got to talk, Charlie
Me and you, we got to talk, ehehe
Scrapping this
First, we're gonna talk about the hat you wore in here
And then we gonna talk about, you know
Oh, what's happening on your drums?
Ahaha, you know
You know, like about uh
Uh, things like um
"What do you like in dashikis"
Says something about five, four
Aha, a hundred and twenty pounds
But uh, aha
One of the things they happen to ask me is about
Which I decided to comment on
It is uh, aha
Wigs, we got a poem here called
"Wiggy"
And uh
And we like to do that right quick
Do you mind?
Still, Jemima du-head-ragged
Her 1920 mind was gagged
Undigging how very counterfeit that thing
Across her mind did sit
Wiggy
Gold and blonde, blood-red and blue
Sizzled, frizzled, and greasy too
Black woman still dig imitation
The mother of our horse-hair nation
Wiggy
Chemicalize your nappy top
Comb and brush that store-bought mop
Saturday Night, you storm the block
Paint resembling electric shock
Woman, you are a laughingstock
Wiggy
'Cause baby, we dig fuzzy heads
Cotton-soft, not woolward lead
Brillo crowns we all adore
As long as we are sure
It's yours
That's called, Wiggy
We got to talk, Charlie
Me and you, we got to talk, ehehe
Scrapping this
First, we're gonna talk about the hat you wore in here
And then we gonna talk about, you know
Oh, what's happening on your drums?
Ahaha, you know
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.28] People always asks us
[00:00.65] You know, like about uh
[00:02.89] Uh, things like um
[00:05.98] "What do you like in dashikis"
[00:08.53] Says something about five, four
[00:11.06] Aha, a hundred and twenty pounds
[00:13.10] But uh, aha
[00:14.47] One of the things they happen to ask me is about
[00:16.08] Which I decided to comment on
[00:17.61] It is uh, aha
[00:19.27] Wigs, we got a poem here called
[00:21.00] "Wiggy"
[00:22.15] And uh
[00:22.44] And we like to do that right quick
[00:24.25] Do you mind?
[00:30.57] Still, Jemima du-head-ragged
[00:32.07] Her 1920 mind was gagged
[00:34.84] Undigging how very counterfeit that thing
[00:37.17] Across her mind did sit
[00:39.18] Wiggy
[00:41.48] Gold and blonde, blood-red and blue
[00:43.13] Sizzled, frizzled, and greasy too
[00:45.33] Black woman still dig imitation
[00:47.58] The mother of our horse-hair nation
[00:50.06] Wiggy
[00:52.42] Chemicalize your nappy top
[00:54.17] Comb and brush that store-bought mop
[00:56.72] Saturday Night, you storm the block
[00:58.66] Paint resembling electric shock
[01:00.60] Woman, you are a laughingstock
[01:02.97] Wiggy
[01:04.43] 'Cause baby, we dig fuzzy heads
[01:07.26] Cotton-soft, not woolward lead
[01:09.57] Brillo crowns we all adore
[01:11.31] As long as we are sure
[01:13.69] It's yours
[01:16.43] That's called, Wiggy
[01:19.93] We got to talk, Charlie
[01:20.98] Me and you, we got to talk, ehehe
[01:23.12] Scrapping this
[01:24.33] First, we're gonna talk about the hat you wore in here
[01:25.94] And then we gonna talk about, you know
[01:27.73] Oh, what's happening on your drums?
[01:29.79] Ahaha, you know
[01:32.19]
[00:00.65] You know, like about uh
[00:02.89] Uh, things like um
[00:05.98] "What do you like in dashikis"
[00:08.53] Says something about five, four
[00:11.06] Aha, a hundred and twenty pounds
[00:13.10] But uh, aha
[00:14.47] One of the things they happen to ask me is about
[00:16.08] Which I decided to comment on
[00:17.61] It is uh, aha
[00:19.27] Wigs, we got a poem here called
[00:21.00] "Wiggy"
[00:22.15] And uh
[00:22.44] And we like to do that right quick
[00:24.25] Do you mind?
[00:30.57] Still, Jemima du-head-ragged
[00:32.07] Her 1920 mind was gagged
[00:34.84] Undigging how very counterfeit that thing
[00:37.17] Across her mind did sit
[00:39.18] Wiggy
[00:41.48] Gold and blonde, blood-red and blue
[00:43.13] Sizzled, frizzled, and greasy too
[00:45.33] Black woman still dig imitation
[00:47.58] The mother of our horse-hair nation
[00:50.06] Wiggy
[00:52.42] Chemicalize your nappy top
[00:54.17] Comb and brush that store-bought mop
[00:56.72] Saturday Night, you storm the block
[00:58.66] Paint resembling electric shock
[01:00.60] Woman, you are a laughingstock
[01:02.97] Wiggy
[01:04.43] 'Cause baby, we dig fuzzy heads
[01:07.26] Cotton-soft, not woolward lead
[01:09.57] Brillo crowns we all adore
[01:11.31] As long as we are sure
[01:13.69] It's yours
[01:16.43] That's called, Wiggy
[01:19.93] We got to talk, Charlie
[01:20.98] Me and you, we got to talk, ehehe
[01:23.12] Scrapping this
[01:24.33] First, we're gonna talk about the hat you wore in here
[01:25.94] And then we gonna talk about, you know
[01:27.73] Oh, what's happening on your drums?
[01:29.79] Ahaha, you know
[01:32.19]