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Wigga Walk

Okay so this is a project I am working on for fun. It is a song about pants hanging low. I hate that sh!t. Anyways this is the first verse and chorus. Please let me know what you think. Remember it is meant to be funny but I want it to make sense too. Hoping to make it a video on Youtube when it's finished.<Fingers Crossed> Today's just another day I make the mistake to hesitate to awake So now I'm late for my date with fate. I don't hate the breakfast I ate But I think I rate too harshly today cause my innate irate state is now awake See now... As I look for my jeans the unforseen scene unfolds before my caffiene free life Another serene latrine cleaned by my mean queen with her keen green eyes So I convene just thirteen minutes obscene. With my demeaned destiny I collide Because... This hand I was dealt fell to hell when none of my wealth contained a belt So don't dwell on my saggy spell cause it ain't a rebel. Can't you tell now I'm compelled to excel at The Wigga Walk Oh yea The Wigga Walk I'm waddling like a penguin bro 'Cause my crotch hangs low So I'm stuck doing The Wigga walk Yeaaaa... The Wigga Walk
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RogueRyter
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May 12, 2014
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Sometimes you gotta just laugh at ignorance to survive. ~ RR

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