Yeah anytime I step I blaze it thoroughly No one seeing me I need corrective laser surgery Check my date of birth you see Webby's only 21 Hotter then
rollick, Artists like Jack Pollock. Drop shit so sick I need an antibiotic. I'm an otter And I'll crack you like the shell of a mollusk. Oh my God, it's Webby
fly just turned in My applications to NASA Roarin like mufasa Eligible bachelor Your girls like a slice of Cheese all up on this cracka Phenomenal flow bein better Than webby
Baby I'm a trouble maker Tell ya baby I'm a trouble maker La da da da da da da da [Chorus:] Baby I'm a trouble maker That's just always how it's been
[feat. Tim Gallo] [Verse 1:] I'm in flight school, I'm takin' flight brotha Pilot of my own plane like the Wright brothas Pull an Amelia Earhart And
I love women, from Brittany Spears to Marge Simpson Just give me a rubber and you know that I'm goin in son Ain't no tee ball but it's still easy to hit
Yeah, It's Chris Webby 203 where you at? Yeah, it's like that DJbooth.net (scratch that) exclusive Let's get it poppin' (scratch that) 'Cause every time
[feat. Oncue] Yeah, Chris Webby, Oncue Sometimes I just wanna go back Be a kid again ya know, yeah yeah [Verse 1: Chris Webby] I wanna go back to bein
shit, I'm high now I'm hurt I thought I told you I'm a star Whether with a free or written down bars No jewelry, piece of shit car but that's just Webby
day I trick or treat 'Cause you know I'm spittin' heat every time I hit the beat 'Cause I am a monster every day I trick or treat [Verse 1: Chris Webby
sunny. That means I keep my money, Buddy I'm not a dummy. Day and night, It's the kill. Looking for some honey, Got my homie Chris Webby To make sure
don't match, The stress that I feel you don't know about that Until I tell it to all these other corrupts, I'm telling the facts, you don't know Webby
choke out every fucking last breath if I can. God damn, I'm usually mad stoned and friendly, But like anybody, There are many sides to Webby. I don't
Like the roof Higher than Pluto. 'Cause Webby's World is deep within The parallel dimensions. So follow me If you begin to lose your sense of direction. Webby
everywhere. And we get down, Swag on high, Windows low, Base bumpin' in the ride. So we get down, Ladies lookin' sexy as hell. You want a good time? The Webby
break ya neck I'm real hip hop to the death of me I mean for you this shit is a hobby, but for us it's a destiny [Chorus: Chris Webby] This is hip hop
gecko's feet. Gee, Girlies can't help themselves Lookin' at the kid, 'Cause I'm so damn hot They gotta put my in the fridge. You heard, That's my word, Chris Webby
[feat. Knowledge] Yeah, check it. It's my life. It's my life. I can't go every day with being sober. It gets kind of hard trying to cope With this devil