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chris webby - skee tv freestyle lyrics

yeah, webby, kato on the beat
we walking around handing out free cd’s to tearing it down on skee tv
you see whenever webby’s bringing a track, it’s been cooked up by the best
shit i’m the f-cking jesse pinkman of rap
i get these verses written quickly as your fingers will snap and stay faded
slurrin’ words, spillin’ drink’s on my lap
i keep my weed in gl-ss jars, spittin’ mad bars
high on trees like the lemurs down in madagascar
i’m a f-cking rap star so don’t try to act hard
you’ll get murdered on the mic and buried in my backyard
so chi-chi get the yayo im trying to throw a party
cuz i seen these b-tches walking around cali lookin’ like barbies
i’m trying to f-ck em’ all so sorry i’m not sorry
i’m on board, you watching the ride you d-mn carnies
you know sick as folk every single f-cking word is dope
steppin out my chevy surrounded by all this purple smoke
banging older women, got these cougars gettin’ down b
for real how the f-ck you think your mother heard about me

yo this shit is what the f-ck i do, you can run and tell dj skee
while he’s tearing shit down on the 1’s and 2’s
bring the fire everywhere we be
cuz i’m a god d-mn monster and they know my name from l.a all the way back east
so get used to my face cuz i know one thing, your all about to see a lot of me

yeah, mother f-cker i’ve been doin this shit man y’all just catching up
shout to skee tv, hip-hop nation
wud up

- chris webby lyrics

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