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Chris Webby - Dangerous Lyrics

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drinkin..smokin..poppin..ro­llin..
fuckin till my condoms broken
stackin chips and bangin chicks
we livin life so dangerous now lets go.

uh yeah
would it be back when i told you boy
when i stage and our show is nuts
microphone and my cobra clutch, what?
check fross and i'll be 'cause i'll be too cold to touch
hit em with a rhythm let be go as fuck
baby girl hit your knees and open up
ct vendal and i never give a shit don't plan to
'cause i'm here to make a splash like chandal
damn you ran through when your competition that i can you
can you figure a flow and i keep hate
join flows up to the face, turn up the base till my windows break
flow well done unarase the states
..i've been the mother fucking miles to man
and head phones on in my side to gram
came out so mean that the doctor ran
and that the fool last ..of a country been
god damn, i'm killing the flow that's the plan
i'm fuckin every girl i can
bawling like jordan station that's mean the rock when i hit em with a slam
du-du-dumb baseline coming out the drunk
always stay drunk with a flow last blunt
money up front chase in chadder can't stop the bitch i'm way too clever
give me a beat no other place ain't better
spit so cold i can change no weather
bitch i've been living this way forever
wait till the game taste no web

drinkin..smokin..poppin..ro­llin..
fuckin till my condoms broken
stackin chips and bangin chicks
we livin life so dangerous now lets go.

uh yeah let me go ahead and twit like this now
seat down making a beat my bitch now
hit her with a right hook chris brown
take down your chick around the hips
lean back with a sticky ass count the pit
this real hip-hop no count the fit
and put some drink in the cup bounce it is
and get loud the shit, t-rex roll
i'ma take bin and i eat ate yours
bangin a fuck at the girl next door
too small that i might just check my test goors
rock when i'm around the bed, always on the ground no time to rest
your girlfriend ask me if i can sign the chest
and then i wonder out like a p nots ..
and then i sign then check and then i make them bill shit
and i don't even got no deal
i know how i am and i keep it real
so damn crash i've been crack the seal
king of the hill wrack with the words
prove em mother fucking destined the burbs
stepped to me do you bound to get served
no i..i deserve
i'm just puttin out work under five
check pack flow time to fly
no such thing is kind to hide
burb down all day that's what i decide
yeah you see double you,
and you rollin in the whip when i'm coming through
we're drinking poppin another pill or two
and i'll be lovin my life, bitch how about you

drinkin..smokin..poppin..ro­llin..
fuckin till my condoms broken
stackin chips and bangin chicks
we livin life so dangerous now lets go



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