Uke cover: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e6fyVJPf-u4
[Chorus]
Em7 Cm
I wish I was little bit taller,
G
I wish I was a baller,
A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
Em7
I would call her
Cm G
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
A7
And a six four Impala
[Verse 1]
G B7
I wish I was like six-foot-nine
C
So I can get with Leoshi
G
Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
Em B7
You know I see her all the time
Am7
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
Dx4
I can scheme a way to make her mine
G B7
Cause I know she's livin phat
C
Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
G
So how am I gonna compete with that
Em B7
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
Am7
I'm always last to be picked
Dx4
And in some cases never picked at all
G B7
So I just lean up on the wall
C G
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Em B7
Dag y'all! I never understood, black
Am7
Why the ballers get the fly girls
Dx4
And me I get the hood rats
G B7
I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble
C
Got hit with a bottle
And put in to a hospital
G
For talkin' that mess
Em B7 Am7
I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
Dx4 G
That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
B7
Glad I came to my senses
C G
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Em B7
Overcome by the thoughts of me and her together, right?
Am7 D
So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type
[Chorus]
Em7 Cm
I wish I was little bit taller,
G
I wish I was a baller,
A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
Em7
I would call her
Cm G
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
A7
And a six four Impala
[Verse 2]
G
Yo, I wish I had a brand-new car
B7 C
So far, I got this hatchback
G
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
Em B7
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back
Am7 Dx4
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat, but that's flat
G B7
And do you really wanna know what's really whack
C
See I can't even get a date
G
So, what do you think of that?
Em
I heard that prom night is a bomb night
B7
With the hood rats you can hold tight
Am7
But really tho' I 'm a figaro
Dx4 G
When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello
B7 C
So many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
G
Well then I'ma have to get in my car and go
Em B7
I take the 110 until the 105
Am7 Dx4
Get off at Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
G B7 C
Cause it's hard to survive when your livin'
In a concrete jungle and
Gx4 Em
These girls just keep passin' me by
B7 Am7
She looks fly, she looks fly
Dx3
Makes me say my, my, my
[Chorus]
Em7 Cm
I wish I was little bit taller,
G
I wish I was a baller,
A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
Em7
I would call her
Cm G
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
A7
And a six four Impala
[Verse 3]
G B7
Hey, I wish I had my way
C
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
G
You could even speed on the highway
Em B7
I would play ghetto games
Am7
Name my kids ghetto names
B7
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
G B7
Cuz you know that's on the real
C
So if you're down on your luck
G
Then you should notice how I feel
Em B7
Cause if you don't want me around
Am7 Dx4
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
G F
Hey, you, what's that sound?
C D
Everybody look what's going down
G F
Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
C D
Everybody wants to get down like dat
[Chorus]
Em7 Cm
I wish I was little bit taller,
G
I wish I was a baller,
A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
Em7
I would call her
Cm G
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
A7
And a six four Impala
[Chorus]
Em7 Cm
I wish I was little bit taller,
G
I wish I was a baller,
A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
Em7
I would call her
Cm G
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
A7
And a six four Impala
