Dangerous Chris Webby

[Hook]
Drinkin’, smokin’, poppin’, rollin’
Fuckin’ ‘till my condom’s broken
Stackin’ chips, and bangin’ chicks
We livin’ life so dangerous, now let’s go!

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Uhh, yeah
Webby back and I told you what
Get up on the stage and I show his nuts
Microphone and my Kobra Klutch
What, Jack Frost on the beat cause I be too cold to touch
Hit ‘em with the rhythm that be dope as fuck
Baby girl hit your knees and open up
CT Vandal, and I never gave a shit don’t plan to
Cause I’m here to make a splash like Shamu
Damn you, ran through, any competition that I can do
Can you figure the flow and keep pace?
Joints rolled up to the face
Turn up the bass ‘till my windows break
Flow well done, let me raise the stakes
Since '88 I been a mother fuckin’ monster, man
Had headphones on in my sonogram
Came out so mean that the doctor ran
And had a full-ass diaper of contraband
God damn, I’m killin’ the flow that’s the plan
Fuckin’ every girl I can
Ball like Jordan; Space Jam
Pass me the rock and I’ll hit ‘em with a slam
D-d-done, bass line coming out the drum
Always stay drunk with a full-ass blunt
Money up front, chasing cheddar
Can’t stop me, bitch, I’m way too clever
Give me a beat, no one could lace it better
Spit so cold I could change the weather
Bitch I’ll be living this way forever
Wait ‘till the game get a taste of Webster