Crazy Ass Bitch Chris Webby

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
I couldn't stop starin' when I saw her at the bar
Walked over and introduced, she said "I know who you are"
She said she liked the rapper type, no matter if their black or white
And I'm like, "Hmm, it looks like I'm gettin' ass tonight"
Spit some ill game then it was back to the house
Bent her over then I hit it from the back on the couch
Banged out for two hours then she slipped me her digits
Called that bitch the next day cause I still had to hit it
Then the night after that, then the night after that
To the point I'm thinkin' I might wife it in fact
We decided to go out, it started goin' well
The sex was straight ill, plus she was sexy as hell
But she was obsessive as fuck, straight up nuts
Started lookin' through my facebook, texts and stuff
Comin' at me like "Who's Amy?" "Nobody, you're my baby"
But little did she know that I'd been bangin' Amy lately

[Hook]
(She's mostly a ghost, the way she watches over me)
Oh yea... that text, that text message was nothin' baby
Amy's uhh... Amy's my study partner in class
(She's controlling my brain activity, knowing when I go)
We, we do like lab's and shit together, I swear to God yo
(She's mostly a ghost, the way she watches over me)
Yea don't worry about it, you my baby
(She's controlling my brain activity, knowing when I go)
Stupid ass mother fuckin' bitch
Can't stand this bitch!