By the city light I was buggin' out all night
Gave it to ya good, 'cause you said
That I was just a white boy
Well I'm a white man
Nothin' is scarier
Just ask son of sam

Ya never know when I'm gonna strike next
I don't even know why i like ghetto tricks

I'm a serial wigga
Gonna get bigga'
Than Biggie Smalls
Fillin' mad halls
I don't hang in malls, just sell in 'em
Big blue balls, ya know I'm gonna win 'em

'Cause everybody knows, and everybody goes
Only thing depends is the degree that we hoes

I'm buggin, I'm buggin
I need a fix 'cause I'm goin' down
Down to tha place
that I left up town
I'm turnin' tricks just ta get around
Now I'm lookin' for my man
Forty dollars in my hand
I guess some things never change
You're a junkie
Try ta make a living 'cause ya know that we hoes
Everybody knows, and everybody goe.
Only thing depends is the degree that we hoes

I got a pocket fulla cash and a tank fulla gas
Sack fulla grass and a nice piece of ass
Like to have a blast, but I don't suck glass
Born and raised and remain middle class
Got a Big Black collection
If ya know what I'm sayin'
Most people don't
Sonic, beastie, ill youth
If you feel what I'm meaning?
Most freaks will

I'm buggin, I'm buggin I beat the beat
'Till I get satisfied
Like, Robert Johnson, walk side by side
It don't mean a thing
If they call it the white boy swing
Do wop, zoo wop, do wop, do wop, zoo wop, whaaaa

I'm a serial wigga
Gonna get bigga'
Than Biggie Smalls
Fillin' mad halls
I don't hang in malls, just sell in 'em
Big blue balls, ya know I'm gonna win 'em

'Cause everybody knows, and everybody goes
Only thing depends is the degree that we hoes

Dust my broom, dust my broom
Woke up this morning, dust my broom
Go back home, go back home
I believe I'll go back home