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"Contradictory to Grown Ups" is a track by Chris Webby, from the album Webster’s Laboratory , released 3rd June 2011. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro] Yeah! It's Chris Webby Up in Webster's Laboratory right now, you know Just cooking some shit up! As I said, bars for days, of course, ha, yah Let's go, uh, uh, uh [Verse 1] First of all, shout to Chiddy Bang, yo But it’s Webby and I still be Off The Chain, so I’ll get your girl and do what you seeing on Bang Bros Stacking YouTube hits like a double rainbow So fresh, got a Old Spice old feel (yeah) Tryna stay on course like a boat's keel (yeah) They wanna know how I be killin’ it with no deal And got the game mapped out, Michael Scofield No prison break, get up here and renovate Every venue that I’m hittin’ up in every state (yeah) Twist a zig-zag then I levitate Webby been bad, Professor Snape (ha) I’m like Manny Pacquiao times four (four) Hyping up the crowd when I’m out on tour I need a dollar like I told you before So I could cop an Arnold Palmer when I’m hittin’ the store (yeah. baby) Encore, I used to pop pills, always puffin’ bud I think I’m still rollin’, Team Pup N’ Suds (ha ha) Now I’m going big time and I’m lovin’ this (this) When I step in, dudes better cuff your chick (chick) I don’t speak game (game), I say a couple words (words) Next thing you know we’re both under the comforter In the comfort of my hotel suite Having sloppy drunk sex and forget 'em by next week I’m a beast (woo!), reppin’ Connecticut like a husky CT swag, everybody here loves me Got a stainless steel flow, never spit it rusty (nah) Running shit like Nucky, trust me (trust me) Name buzzin’ all over the fuckin’ country Shout to my ninjas and everybody who bumps me (yeah) So just feed me beats, I got the munchies Nothing better than an instrumental when I’m hungry (yeah) The illest thing that ever hit pro tools I’m 1-51, they just O'Doules (heh) Live by no rules, no one’s stoppin’ me They say Webby rocks, geology (yeah) Even haters gotta bump my shit So what, thanks for the YouTube hits, you dumb bitch (dumb bitch) Put me in the mix, I’ma be the last spittin’ I’m a tiger, y’all domesticated cat, kitten (meow) You’ll get smacked kitten, left there with your cash missin’ It’s a fact, listen, I’ll be on a track rippin’ (yeah) Haters crack jokes, I just laugh with ‘em (ha ha ha) And get loud, like Waka Flocka ad-libbing (what) Spit venom out, every time I rap rhythms Webby’s the deadliest catch, I’m goin’ crab fishin’ (bitch) Teachin’ hip-hop 101, so take notes Bring it back, mu'fucker, I’m done (I'm done) [Outro] Yeah, yeah, Webby Murdering shit, that's what I do, you know, ha ha Yeah, Webby's laugh Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, uh, uh, uh, yeah
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