White dude why you gotta say sup Why you bragging like you bust shit up Jump, jump, jump around shake that booty get down White dudes can't jump or dance Especially when their butt is hanging outta their pants Now what the hell is that all about Here's a big boot to the ass hanging out So you think you're a gangsta More like a little white suburban pranksta Tagging up the walls, rolling with the homies Now you think you're a hoodie You saw Colors and you got a woody Then thought up the master plan Gonna write a rap song and sell it to the white man I remember when phat was spelled with an F I remember if you couldn't hear you were deaf I remember when you were where you were from And not what you saw on the television son Wigga wigga - white boy Wigga wigga - gangsta wanna be Wigga wigga - white boy your pants are falling down Could you find them any bigger All the wiggas in the house say sup - SUP! Will the wiggas in the house stand up - white boy Please stand up, please stand up, pull your pants up, will you pull your pants up Bustin out your funky freash tommys Looking real dip in the hood thanks to mommy Pull your hood up - twist your hat crooked pull your hood up, boy you look stupid You want that rap look, so you duped it, you duped it You want that rap sound, so you looped it, you looped it Pull your hood up - twist your hat crooked pull your hood up, boy you look stupid Hey white boy, can't you find the beat You ain't street, you're trippin on your own feet Pull your hood up - twist your hat crooked pull your hood up, boy you look stupid So you want to live large, Large Drive fancy cars and hang around with pop stars Pull your hood up - Pull your hood up