Wipe Ya Mouf
Smif-n-Wessun Lyrics


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Walkin' down the street, watchin' you, clockin' me
Could it be because I'm magnetic, yet it gives me a fuckin' headache
'cause it's pathetic when niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it
But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin'
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red eyes, I peeped you
But you don't know, 'cause I rock my rag real low, move slow
'cause you might get moved on, can't even get my crews on
Without niggas puttin' they screws on, shit ain't cool son
'cause soon one day I feel I'm gonna have to lay somebody for real
A deal is, but Steele is strictly business
So when dick riders slide around, I dismiss shit
And get wit, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip shit
On the regular, forever stay on our own dick

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you twist up ganja
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you big money spender
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you no follower
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for Jah Rastafari

I'm pullin' you're coats to the side of the block, we've all been to
See them on the corner when you're lookin' out ya window
The dick riders, on Dick Riders Boulevard
You'se that large, and even got to look hard
You got a couple probably at the crib as we speak
In ninety now, ain't no woman town for the weak
Don't laugh though, stress'll make a nigga hurt somethin'
Precede to get some yard weed 'cause the dred is pumpin'
And as I approach and greetin' by my 'cause Roach
"What up, ya high ass nigga, yo, you're shits the dope!"
And then he just K.I.M., Keep It Moving, damn
And now here comes the dick riders screamin "You da man"
Until I turn my back, bet to quick to grab the gat
The head dick rider said "I know where he live at"
See that's what I'm talkin', suckin' dick while you're walkin'
Now you'se the target of the Boot Camp stalk kids

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you no cop blocker
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you do ganja hot seller
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for number 1 mama
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for the rebel winner

Aiyo Haktu (what up son?) You know money over there? (nah)
The one who wan stare over here like I'm tried scared
Me, or maybe check what I wear, see I represent lovely
For my Timb tree to my D-I-see-K, every day, all day, we stay read up
If you ride dicks, then shut up, keep it movin, 'cause
I'm fed up

You took the words right out my mouth, ST
Got niggas ridin' we, tryna' suck on these trees
Pockets full of lent, hummers browner than shit
Wanna suck and duck, 'cause he's the neighborhood dick




Rider, if I was a bag of smoke, would I be chocolate?
It's Smif-N-Wessun, keep our dick out ya mouth kid

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Smif-n-Wessun's song Wipe Ya Mouf seem to centre around the idea of not being a follower, or a "dick-rider". The first verse begins with the artist walking down the street, noticing people's attention on them. They acknowledge their magnetic and attractive qualities but express a sense of frustration with people who jump on their success and seemingly try too hard to be noticed by them. The verse ends with Smif-N-Wessun highlighting their connection to Boot Camp Clik and their intention to stay on their own respective paths.


The chorus repeats the phrase "lick off a shot" and lists all the things they aren't if they're not a follower. They emphasize that they are their own individuals, not influenced by others. The second verse further emphasizes this sentiment by discussing the negative effects of being a follower. They describe "dick-riders" on the streets who try to take advantage of their success, and even threaten their safety. They urge people to not be a part of this group and instead stay true to their own identities.


Overall, the song seems to be a message to listeners that it's important to stay true to oneself and not be heavily influenced or controlled by others. It's a criticism of those who follow blindly without establishing their own identity or purpose. The emphasis on Boot Camp Clik also suggests the importance of loyalty and brotherhood in achieving success.


Line by Line Meaning

Walkin' down the street, watchin' you, clockin' me
I'm strolling down the road keeping an eye on you, while you're doing the same on me.


Could it be because I'm magnetic, yet it gives me a fuckin' headache
Perhaps it's because I possess a charismatic essence, but it leads to much unwanted attention.


'cause it's pathetic when niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it
It's quite sad when individuals hop onto your popularity to bask in its glory.


But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin'
But things spiral out of control when I start spitting those sick rhymes and jazz cats start sweating it.


Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red eyes, I peeped you
Through the corner of my eye, I noticed you while representing Smif-N-Wessun.


But you don't know, 'cause I rock my rag real low, move slow
You don't know it's me because I keep my rag low and move slowly.


'cause you might get moved on, can't even get my crews on
You better watch your step, as I might have to deal with you, and don't even think of coming with your entourage.


Without niggas puttin' they screws on, shit ain't cool son
Without guys trying to enmesh themselves into my success, things won't be smooth, buddy.


'cause soon one day I feel I'm gonna have to lay somebody for real
Because I have a feeling that someday I will have to physically confront someone.


A deal is, but Steele is strictly business
To me, it's not personal, but purely professional.


So when dick riders slide around, I dismiss shit
So when sycophants come around, I ignore them completely.


And get wit, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip shit
And instead, I work with Boot Camp Clik, and we turn things around.


On the regular, forever stay on our own dick
We always stay on top of our game and don't need anyone else's help or approval.


Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Shoot if you aren't a sycophant.


Lick off a shot, you twist up ganja
Shoot if you're not just a casual pot smoker.


Lick off a shot, you big money spender
Shoot if you're not just a show-off who spends big money unnecessarily.


Lick off a shot, you no follower
Shoot if you decide to follow your own path.


Lick off a shot, for Jah Rastafari
Shoot to offer respect to the Rastafarian belief in Jah.


I'm pullin' you're coats to the side of the block, we've all been to
I'm filling you in on what goes on in the adjacent area, where everyone has been to.


See them on the corner when you're lookin' out ya window
Take a look outside your window, and you'll see them on that street corner.


The dick riders, on Dick Riders Boulevard
They're the sycophants loitering on Dick Riders Boulevard.


You'se that large, and even got to look hard
You have an inflated ego, and you even try to look menacing.


You got a couple probably at the crib as we speak
You likely have a few sycophants hanging around you at your house right now.


In ninety now, ain't no woman town for the weak
In this current time, there are no women to toy with.


Don't laugh though, stress'll make a nigga hurt somethin'
Don't laugh at me, stress may cause me to act out.


Precede to get some yard weed 'cause the dred is pumpin'
I need to get some marijuana since it'll help me to relax.


And as I approach and greetin' by my 'cause Roach
As I come across my friend Roach and greet him.


"What up, ya high ass nigga, yo, you're shits the dope!"
"What's up, you looking high, your belongings are quite amazing!"


And then he just K.I.M., Keep It Moving, damn
And then he keeps going, urging me to keep up.


And now here comes the dick riders screamin "You da man"
And now, the sycophants come towards me and scream, "You're the man!"


Until I turn my back, bet to quick to grab the gat
Until I turn around, they're quick to pull out their gun.


The head dick rider said "I know where he live at"
The main sycophant assures his friends that he knows where I live.


See that's what I'm talkin', suckin' dick while you're walkin'
This is precisely what I'm referring to, sucking up to someone while he's walking by.


Now you'se the target of the Boot Camp stalk kids
Now you'll be the target of Boot Camp's retaliation.


Lick off a shot, you no cop blocker
Shoot if you're not interfering with law enforcement's duty.


Lick off a shot, you do ganja hot seller
Shoot if you're a top seller of marijuana.


Lick off a shot, for number 1 mama
Shoot to honor your mother or someone like a mother, who holds a special place in your heart.


Lick off a shot, for the rebel winner
Shoot for the rebellion's ultimate victory.


Aiyo Haktu (what up son?) You know money over there? (nah)
Hey, Haktu! (What's up, son?) Do you know if there's money over there? (No.)


The one who wan stare over here like I'm tried scared
That person who wants to stare at me as if I'm terrified.


Me, or maybe check what I wear, see I represent lovely
Or maybe pay attention to what I'm wearing, as I represent myself nicely.


For my Timb tree to my D-I-see-K, every day, all day, we stay read up
From my Timberland boots to my private area, every single day, all day, we remain well-informed.


If you ride dicks, then shut up, keep it movin, 'cause
If you're a sycophant, then keep quiet and keep moving, because...


I'm fed up
I'm done with this nonsense.


You took the words right out my mouth, ST
You said exactly what I was thinking, ST.


Got niggas ridin' we, tryna' suck on these trees
People follow us, trying to get a piece of the action.


Pockets full of lent, hummers browner than shit
Having no money, owning cheap cars colored brown.


Wanna suck and duck, 'cause he's the neighborhood dick
They want to suck up to him and leave, because he's the local popular guy.


Rider, if I was a bag of smoke, would I be chocolate?
A sycophant who follows along without thinking much, just like any other bag of smoke - a cliché.


It's Smif-N-Wessun, keep our dick out ya mouth kid
We're Smif-N-Wessun, so don't try to ride our coattails.




Lyrics © Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DARRYL YATES, KENYATTA BLAKE, TEKOMIN WILLIAMS

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