bars on me

chris webby

yeah

i'm back up in this bitch

just like a uterus

and i don't need no lubricated condom when i'm doing this. always got a doobie lit

swerve behind the wheel and maneuver it

20-20 with it they use my eyes and see the future with 'em. moving shit

i'm just trying to be what i'm supposed to be

supposedly i'm dope

saint nicholas ain't as cold as me. thing we got in common is i'm always with a hoe or three. make it drop it like someone with parkinson's carrying groceries. 'cause i'm here and i rap that shit

doing shows and stacking chips

take my shirt off when i spit

that's why your girl is on my dick. got these tats all on my body and a pocket full of piff

fill the bong up with some ice cubes

baby

take a hit. see

i'm running for the title

everybody voting webster. drinking straight tequila out a motherfucking blender

middle finger stay up

nobody can censor

i'm a dog

always sniffing for the female gender. friend her up on facebook and from there it's a wrap

send her poke and then tomorrow she'll be sitting on my lap. even back

when i was broke

my girlies always had a rack

love them big titty bitches with bodies covered in tats. it's that marijuana twister

a twist and grabbing ladies from the mixer

then i bring 'em to the telly and crack a bottle of liquor. 'cause i never gave a fuck

i'm the type to bang your sister

then go back to your crib and fuck your moms like stiffler. i hope you get the picture

take it on your kodak

up in webby's world you cannot reach me with a road map

to find that you need adderall

ambien and some prozac. always cooking fire

someone show me where the stoves at. keep on dropping heat

all you players grab your cleats

'cause i'm all in this game for winning

i don't settle for defeat. from the suburbs to the streets i will stand by what i speak

and i don't even know what this bitch is saying up on the beat. but i got a hundred bars on me

everything that we throw on

the credit card's on me. every drink that we get

the titty bar's on me

and i'll be living just like this until my heart don't beat. bitches it's chris webby

that whitey who spit deadly

with my foot up on the pedal like i'm mario andretti. fucker

i rap flames and murder the rap game

spittin' 'til i'm number one with a bullet like max payne. got that nerf gun tucked and i'll aim it at your gut

better duck is the track that cracker and slapper of big but. getting drunk

always looking for some double d cups

but in the lab i'll cook it up like i'm wolfgang puck. get in the game and i go straight h.a.m. when i get the rock up in my hand

'cause i'm here to get it popping

just exactly how i planned. take a stand right here for this rapping shit and keep my lyrics accurate

test me while beating webby

just simply will never happen. bitch

salute me

'cause truly

i be the dopest on the chords

master yoda with the bars

i'm a jedi with the force. that's 'cause webby done got that flow

they get act like they don't know

but they ain't fucking with me

period

yo

fanito.