I Wish - Skee-Lo

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

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, scabobble»

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 t’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’mma 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 passing 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

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, y’all

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 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 going down

Ah, yes, ain’t 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

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish

I wish, I wish