"WIGGIDY WHACK" lyrics
"WIGGIDY WHACK"
Say my name with enthusiasm
I got kids, though I refuse to have 'em
I stopped flexing to reduce the spasms
Bigger than you imagined
Going for tit for tat
I bet I booby trap 'em
Mhm
Life's a game that must be played
The elevator was crowded, so my success delayed
No excuses, the stairs were much funner
We are not the same, I'm super, you supper
The difference is the spelling
The eyes are very telling
What's a misdemeanor to a goddamn felon?
You favorite sold out, so of course their best selling
I'm talking, not yelling
I'm writing, not prepping
The author
Uh, what y'all forgot?
Cruella de Vil 'cause I'm coming for my spot, dog!
You whack without "h" so that means you a knock off
I'm bolder, which implies I gotta get my rocks off
Rehearsal? I'm liable to hearse you
Hurt you, you'll be running back, Herschel
Earth you! Got a bag to claim, ah, Herschel
I'ma throw a party for ya, I'm the one that birthed you
I suggest that you walk away like a commercial on
For I put my prints on you like I got purple on
You ain't got bars? Double check, see if ya service on
I be getting bored with this shit, that's why you heard me yawn
You say I wronged you, well please help me discover how
Claiming you don't feel heard, you such a troubled child
You such a cow, herd, ya daddy must be proud!
Getting chicken, finger-licking, this Kentucky style
Yeah, really think I'm addicted to winning
I'm the topic of the discussion like an intervention
I seek respect and never not attention
Waiting on ya big break, you need a intermission
I see you ride waves that's why you always fishing
I get ya Minnesota, 'cause y'all in mint condition
Thirsty for approval, most searched on Google
They don't mention what I've done, let's talk 'bout what I do-do
When I draw, I doodle, you ain't shit, you doo-doo
I'm in London like new new, ain't talkin' 'bout no voodoo
I get ya number dialed
It's apparent just like Eric and his brother, Lyle
Heard ya check bounced like this session file
Get my reps in, let my blessings pile
Seems like everybody in my past wants to reconcile
To each is own, I feed my own, they won't leave me lone
'Cause they need a loan, I'm Nia Long, you Columbus Short
Jumping off the porch, they hold a grudge 'cause I hold the torch
Get you smoke like ports, I be in and out the ports
To me, rapping is a sport Oof course, a meal, that's full course
Sure to leave you scorched, you pursue, I see yo ass in court!
- AZLyrics
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- Tierra Whack Lyrics
album:
"WHACK'S MUSEUM" (2026)
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