Chris Webby - Do Like Me lyrics

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Chris Webby - Do Like Me lyrics

Let's go See, it's Webby The dude who f**ed your girl last summer And I ain't even asked for her number, bummer And I ain't even smashed with a rubber So if your kid look like me Don't even ask, motherf**er You could be just like Web' With a bottle in your hand And a blunt to the head Adderall, checked, sh**, I got my meds But I think the doctor gave me something else instead See, I'm back again What's happening Real life Billy Madison And you know that I be rolling sponsored links Life of a rockstar Till I see those f**ing lights on the cop car When I hit it, woop woop, we out Time to dip, bring a chick to my parent's house Hit it on the' from the back, right there Till I hear, 'Chris?' 'Mom, stay the f** downstairs!' So put your hands up and do like me Fill your cups up and roll that weed Sloppy drunk in that VIP Ever since I had a fake ID So put your hands up and do like me Wash those pills down and feel that beat Tatt your skin up and sag those jeans You could be just like me See, it's Webby The dude who, ah, sh**, that was last verse I'm so high that I'm reading sh** backwards Jedi Master, life of a bachelor Your girl's like salt, all up on this cracker Walk around dizzy with a cup full of whiskey The next shot of Daq' in front of me looking risky Think about it quick, then I drink it more quickly 'Cause f**, everybody in the club getting tipsy From the booth to the track, I am here At your frat with a beer, unlatching bra**ieres And I'm feeling like I'll never go to sleep With all this sh** that's in my system I'll be up for a week So it's time to party like I do Because it's all I know, I don't even try to Till I'm forty-five thinking how the time flew With a cup of vodka and some ice cubes Telling them to Put your hands up and do like me Fill your cups up and roll that weed Sloppy drunk in that VIP Ever since I had a fake ID So put your hands up and do like me Wash those pills down and feel that beat Tatt your skin up and sag those jeans You could be just like me We smoking And we be drinking And we be f**ing All like it's nothing That's all I know Party until we black out And then we pa** out Then wake up like f** it, let's do it again So everybody just Put your hands up and do like me Fill your cups up and roll that weed Sloppy drunk in that VIP Ever since I had a fake ID So put your hands up and do like me Wash those pills down and feel that beat Tatt your skin up and sag those jeans You could be just like me

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