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Down With Webster - G.T.F.O. Lyrics

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  • Shakin that ass but you claim you ain't a hoe
  • You can GTFO, you can GTFO
  • You don't wanna come and break your neck at a show
  • You can GTFO, you can GTFO
  • You don't like me drinkin', and blowin' out smoke
  • You can GTFO, you can GTFO
  • Well all of you can go GTFO, yeah all of you can go GTFO
  • Tour bus, club house, ten girls, one couch
  • Fallin' everywhere like somebody pulled the rug out
  • Chillin' in the hoodie with a bottle in my front pouch
  • Time to spark it up, you don't like it get the ***** out
  • Wear my shades indoors, no not a car shark
  • I can be your whole world, just put me in a star chart
  • Comin' to the fit tell your boy to leave the car parts
  • Could pull strings but this ain't no guitar park
  • Jumpin' like hardcore, gettin' what I asked for
  • Trippin out here girl, I hope that you brough your passport
  • Watch me knock the game out, like it had a glass jaw,
  • Home of the Raptors, all up in your ass hard.
  • Beer just bubbling up, like a fast pour
  • 2000 people, never heard of me before
  • Fist-pumpin like the dudes of Jersey Shore, just livin' my dreams no Avitar.
  • Shakin that ass but you claim you ain't a hoe
  • You can GTFO, you can GTFO
  • You don't wanna come and break your neck at a show
  • You can GTFO, you can GTFO
  • You don't like me drinkin', and blowin' out smoke
  • You can GTFO, you can GTFO
  • Well all of you can go GTFO, yeah all of you can go GTFO
  • Don't come chirpin' in my ear, tryin' to speak things
  • You should really go focus of the cheap drinks
  • I'm just listenin' to T-pain, but I'm so damn drunk -
  • I dont know what he's sayin'
  • *****es tryin' free game, party till police came
  • Had to runaway now I got knee pain
  • I'm stuck I don't even know the street name
  • All black neighbourhood, lookin' like a bleach stain
  • It don't really matter though what's up
  • You don't wanna come and join the jam, you suck
  • First name Phillip, last name Cups, middle name Lots of
  • Full time *****
  • Any of these rappers wanna act like you signed my deal
  • Boyfriends twistin up their face, blue seal
  • Haters wanna say that the vibe's not real
  • We're comin' to your town yeah it is, how ya feel?
  • Hey! Hey! We're drinkin over here!
  • Hey you! You with the, with that thing on
  • Put your hand in the air, other hand up, make, make a "W"...
  • The ***** is that an "M"... Haha
  • Alright you win, that's awesome
  • ***** this shit

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