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Chris Webby - Where The Party At Lyrics

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  • Oh, whoa, okay.
  • Ha ha ha ha ha...
  • It's Chris Webby mother *****ers.
  • Yeah,
  • Where the party at?
  • Where the party at?
  • Yo back in middle school yo
  • This used to be my joint.
  • For real,
  • So let me get it uh.
  • Yo...
  • I can't lie,
  • All day,
  • I'm a partier.
  • I walk in more fly
  • Than Laguardia.
  • Yeah I'm white,
  • I don't mean to startle yah.
  • I rep the burbs from CT
  • To Narnia.
  • I'm talkin' Solo cups,
  • Keystone Light.
  • Cop 'em by the 30
  • Ain't no beating the price.
  • When it comes to gettin' twisted,
  • This dude here's gifted.
  • Got cats and boss
  • And sayin' I'm wicked.
  • 'Cause if you bring a beat,
  • Them I'm a bring bars.
  • Then I'm a show you
  • Where the Wild Things Are.
  • I make it rain till it's pouring,
  • I don't spit game.
  • I put my cleats on, *****,
  • And start scoring.
  • Ye, I'm nice as *****
  • So light it up.
  • Hmm, where's the journalist
  • To write this up?
  • In the tabloids,
  • 'Cause I'm making mad noise.
  • ***** making a band, dude,
  • I already know I'm a bad boy.
  • 'Cause the rules?
  • I don't follow 'em.
  • And my family jewels?
  • She gon' swallow 'em.
  • 'Cause you know
  • I'll make your neighborhood rock,
  • Turn the house party
  • Into *****ing Woodstock.
  • No cut, paste, and copy,
  • Don't mean to sound *****y.
  • But that's just my confidence, yo,
  • And I'm hardbody.
  • Cruisin',
  • Something like Ducatis,
  • Maybe Kawasaki,
  • I'm cooler than Lifanzie [?].
  • 'Cause I've been a superstar,
  • Ever since my mommy
  • Wen't into labor,
  • Then out popped me.
  • Not even a street sign's
  • Capable to stop me.
  • Keep my lyrics stuck in your head
  • Like some Epoxy.
  • Now, mother*****er,
  • Comin' out of the south.
  • On a CT,
  • Get it poppin' off
  • And I'm out.
  • I'm nice, so you better notice.
  • Pop bottles with
  • Andy Sandberg and T-Pain
  • On a boat, *****!
  • So honey how you doin'?
  • How's your night goin'?
  • We can head back to my crib
  • If you like boning.
  • And I like boning,
  • Until it's bright mornin'
  • And I'm a spit
  • Until I get my *****ing mic stolen.
  • But I won't allow a burglery,
  • I'm goin' in like
  • Open heart surgery.
  • Until I'm on TV
  • Like Ron Burgundy,
  • I'm a spit until everybody heard of me.
  • It's Chris Webby.
  • Man,
  • I said it's Chris Webby.
  • *****,
  • Where the party at?
  • Now, where the party at?
  • Where the party at?
  • Now where the party at?
  • *****, and I'm out.

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