Bars On Me Lyrics - Bars On Me - Chris Webby

Yea I'm back up in this bitch just like a uterus 

And I don't need no lubricated condom when I'm doing this 

Always got a doobie lit 

Swerve behind the wheel and maneuver it 

Twenty-twenty with it, use my eyes to see the future quick 

Moving shit, I'm just trying to be what I'm supposed to be 

Supposedly I'm dope, St. Nicholas ain't as cold as me 

The thing we got in common is I'm always with a Ho or three 

Make them drop it like someone with Parkinson's carrying groceries 

Cause I'm here and I rap that shit, doing shows and stacking chips 

Take my shirt off when I spit that's why your girl is on my dick 

Got these tats all on my body and a pocket full of piff 

Fill the bong up with some ice cubes, baby take a hit 

See I'm running for the title, everybody voting Webster 

Drinking straight tequila out a mother fucking blender 

Middle finger stay up, nobody can censor 

I'm a dog always sniffing for the female gender 

Friend her up on facebook and from there it's a wrap 

Send a poke and then tomorrow she'll be sitting on my lap 

Even back when I was broke, my girlies always had a rack 

Love them big titty bitches with bodies covered in tats 

It's that marijuana twister, grabbing ladies from the mixer 

Then I bring them to the telly, and crack a bottle of liquor 

Cause I never gave a fuck, I'm the type to bang your sister 

Then go back to your crib and fuck your moms like Stiffler 

I hope you get the picture, take it on your Kodak 

Up in Webby's World you cannot reach me with a road map 

To find it you need Adderall, Ambien, and some Prozac 

Always cooking fire, someone show me where the stoves at 

Keep on dropping heat, all you players grab your cleats 

Cause I'm in this game to win it, I won't settle for defeat 

From the suburbs to the streets, I will stand by what I speak 

And I don't even know what this bitch is saying up on the beat 

But I got a hundred bars on me 

Everything that we throw on the credit card's on me 

Every drink that we get at the titty bar's on me 

And I'll be living just like this until my heart don't beat 

Bitches it's Chris Webby, that whitey who spit deadly 

With my foot up on the pedal like I'm Mario Andretti 

Fucker I rap flames and murder the rap game 

Spitting 'til I'm number one with a bullet like Max Payne 

Got that Nerf gun tucked and I'll aim it at your gut 

Better duck, it's that cracker and slapper of big butts 

Getting drunk, always looking for some double D cups 

But in the lab I cook it up like I'm WolfGang Puck 

Get them in the game and I go straight ham 

When I get the rock up in my hand 

Cause I'm here to get it popping just exactly how I planned 

Take a stand right here for this rapping shit and keep my lyrics accurate 

Test me but beating Webby just simply will never happen bitch 

Salute me cause truly I be the dopest on the chords 

Master Yoda with the bars, I'm a Jedi with the force 

That's cause Webby done got that flow 

They can act like they don't know 

But they ain't fucking with me period yo 

Fineto 

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