Yo!
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Chris Webby,
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Who else you know is about to go rap over some Lady Gaga?
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Yo for real.
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I go hard.
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Just dance, dance, hold it down
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Didn't think I'm ill? Well you know it now
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What'll come around goes around,
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That's why I hit a¢æ?em with the dopest sound
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Flowin' now got a dub to twist
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And not even Ron Jeremy can fuck with this
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Cause I'm fuckin' sick so who's touchin' Chris?
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Treat a chick like an Oreo and double dip
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Because I'm white as a glass of milk
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And I'mma rap until the sun comes up,
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Massive skill
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Yeah I got so, I don't gotta brag I'm ill
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But I still do when I'm drunk on a bag of pills
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Cause I rap shit hotley,
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Everybody watch me
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Cause I love attention and nobody can stop me
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Go against me and I'm like John Gotti
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Then you will get taken care of like Tamogotchi's
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So sick that they think I'm a zombie,
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Gee whiz Gaudi
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I'm so godly, rollin' with my homeboy Abi
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So you know I'mma do what I gotta do hard body
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I'm the shit need a potty probably
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Do it all in front of your eyes like hibachi
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Roll the dice like Yahtzee, got more balls than Botchi
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I'm rollin' out top speed, and I'm callin' out shotty!
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No blitz, bitch no this, I'm so sick if you didn't notice!
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You don't know what I been through did you
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But I still keep it cooler than an igloo
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And I don't gotta be a big dude,
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I'm still a Pitbull and you're a Shih Tzu
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So strong I could lift you, pick you up and drop you
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Don't even need to hit you
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Grapple rappers, put a¢æ?em on the ground
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Pin a¢æ?em real quick no need for a second round
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I was a yellow belt at 6 holdin' it down,
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Now takin' over town by town
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Wow. Let me just smash the set
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And find me a little bachelorette
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And I'mma bring her back to the sac and sex
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Well see how the action gets,
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Then round two if she pasts the test
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Spit with a cleverly skilled mixture,
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Big as the Beverly hills ninja (hiya!)
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Rollin' up the windows,
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Light the L
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Puff puff pass till we getting high as hell
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Kill 'em with the wordplay nice as well,
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Will I get signed soon? only time will tell,
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But I'm kickin' it for now and I love that
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Postin' up at the crib like a rugrat,
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Now where the dutch at,
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Fuck that.
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I'm ill, Chris Webby bitch.
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You better remember that damn name.
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Shit. And I'm out!
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Just Dance
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| Chris Webby |
