I Wish

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 dont know me but yo shes really fine
You know I see her all the time everywhere I go
And even in my dreams I can scheme a way to make her mine
Cause I know shes livin phat
Her boyfriends tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that?
Cause when it comes to playing basketball
Im 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 men ball
Dag yall! I never understood, black
Why the jocks get the fly girls and me I get the hood rats
I tell em 'scat, skittle, scabobble'
Got hit with a bottle
And I been in the hospital for talkin that mess
I confess its a shame when you living in a city
Thats 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
Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together
Right? So when I asked her out she said I wasnt 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 wasa 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 Im in my car Im laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat, but thats flat
And do you really wanna know whats really whack?
See I cant even get a date, so, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is a bomb night
With the hood rats you can hold tight
But really though, Im a Figaro
When Im in my car I cant even get a hello
Well, so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well, then Imma 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 its hard to survive when your living
In a concrete jungle and these girls keep passing me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes 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
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 was a little bit taller
I wish I was a baller
I wish I was a little bit taller
I wish I was a baller
I wish I was a little bit taller
I wish I was a baller
I wish I was a little bit taller
I wish I was a baller
Hey, I wish I had my way
Cause everyday 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 thats on the real
So if youre down on your luck
Then you should know just how I feel cause if you dont want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go Greyhound
Hey, you, whats that sound?
Everybody look whats going down
Ah yes, aint that fresh?
Everybody 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
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