Chris Webby - We Made You - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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(Man, I don't even know what I'm doin in this mothafuckin booth right now) Haha, let's go! [Hook] When you walk in the room, it is clear to see I'm the one, with the bong, and the bag of weed I'm a pothead, and everybody knows it's So drop dead, if you will oppose it I'm the one whose burnin' [Verse 1] Back by popular demand Wait no not yet, no one even knows who I am But I'm the White Noise and I'm kickin' it again Kick em to the curb as I stick it to the man Chris Webby, check the Johnathan Hancock Walk around buzzed on Klonopin and pot Got so many lyrics, when I drop it I can't stop Find me a biddy and I'm watchin' her pants drop Whoa, start unzipperin' now There's no way I be simmerin down But I be Donkey Kong, so I'm a hit em with a Simeon hound And keep buzzin' like a sippian, wow Now, Kowabunga When I come and hit her from the under Round make sound like thunder White as the weather in a tundra Stun ya, cause I rap it ill, It'll really make ya wonder [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm the illest white rapper on 20 muscle relaxers Sniffin' anthrax just to feel the shit faster I'm a fuckin' Jedi master no need for a blaster My lightsaber will leave none standin' after I swing it around and cut everyone to fractions Sweep em in a pile then drive away laughin' I think that I lost it, I can't explain my actions Neither can the therapist, he says that I'm on crack And I would have to agree cause I been smokin' that Since I was like 6 sittin' on Santa's lap Asking for my own prostitute and a bat So I can knock her out and jerk off on her rack A little animal is what the fuck I was Poppin' Ritalin, tattlin', just to get a little buzz Fuck, what was I even talking about? Uh... Oh yeah, where was I? Kids, don't do drugs [Hook] [Bridge] And that's why My dutch I've never had enough So I'mma roll me up another once I finish this up And that's why My brain Is now completely fucked So I have no idea why I am even saying this stuff [Verse 3] I'm a young buck, fucked up, trashed like a dump truck With bundles of Budda smellin' like a skunks butt Slaughter any dumb fuck, messing with the come up Like Mario with a green shroom, got 1 up On anybody cause you know I flow it dope Walk around with a cane, beatin' up older folks I'm just looking for a pair of titties I can motorboat Or a bottle of Penicillin so I can overdose Comatose mothafucka and I'm on it, what ? Raspy ass voice soundin' like Donald Duck Mad Game, Crazy, rollin' with a lot of sluts Pop so many pills, who will know what I could vomit up? Hanukkah to Ramadan, I got a bomb tickin' Goin on and on, who would stop at my mission? Murder Robin Hood, fuckin' choke him with my belt Then I steal from the rich and keep it for myself [Hook] Get High High High Get High High High Get High High High Get High Get High
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