Right from Wrong Chris Webby

[Intro]
Y-y-y-y-y-y-yeah
Y-y-y-y-y-y-yeah
Webby!
See I'm trying to get drunk as fuck tonight man

[Verse 1]
You see I’m back here to rip another throwback jam
They’re like damn, I don’t know how Webby go that HAM
Lift your shirt up, baby girl, show that tan
Skin covered in cartoons, but I’m a grown ass man
I don’t care about your name, when I’m steppin’ to you
All I’m thinkin’ about is that we got some effin' to do
Sippin’ on a potion like Dr. Jekyll would do
Cause I got loose screws in my head and it’s true
I need my medication renewed I’m doing this shit
Start howlin’ at the moon at a lunar eclipse
Bark, growl, scratch every human I bit
And choke the fuck out of a beat until I’m losing my grip
Maneuvering quick looking for a huge set of tits
And beat it up sorry babe but you'll be bruisin’ a bit
Whip it out so you all could get a view of my dick
Because I never gave a fuck and now I’m proving it bitch

[Chorus]
Hey, and this is my favorite song
Sing along when the DJ throws it on
I got a bag full of weed and a big-ass bong
And we gon' drink till we can’t tell right from wrong