Yea I'm back up in this bitch just like a uterus
 And I don't need lubricated condom when I'm doing this
 Always got a doobie lit
 Swerve behind the wheel and maneuver it
 Twenty-twenty with it, use my eyes to see the future quick
 Moving shit
 I'm just trying to be what I'm supposed to be
 Supposedly I'm dope, St. Nicholas ain't as cold as me
 The thing we got in common is I'm always with a Ho or three
 Make them drop it like someone with Parkinson's carrying groceries
 Cause I'm here and I rap that shit, Doing shows and stacking chips
 Take my shirt off when I spit that's why your girl is on my dick
 Got these tats all on my body and a pocket full of piff
 Fill the bong up with some ice cubes, baby take a hit
 See I'm running for the title, everybody voting webster
 Drinking straight tequila out a mother fucking blender
 Middle finger stay up, nobody can censor
 I'm a dog always sniffing for the female gender
 Friend her up on facebook and from there it's a wrap
 Send a poke and then tomorrow she'll be sitting on my lap
 Even back when I was broke, my girlies always had a rack
 Love them big titty bitches with bodies covered in tats
 It's that marijuana twister, grabbing ladies from the mixer
 Then I bring them to the telly, and crack a bottle of liquor
 Cause I never gave a fuck, I'm the type to bang your sister
 Then go back to your crib and fuck your moms like Stiffler
 I hope you get the picture, take it on your Kodak
 Up in Webby's World you cannot reach me with a road map
 To find it you need Adderall Ambein and some Prozac
 Always cooking fire, someone show me where the stoves at
 Keep on dropping heat, all you players grab your cleats
 Cause I'm in this game to win it, I won't settle for defeat
 From the suburbs to the streets, I will stand by what I speak
 And I don't even know what this bitch is saying up on the beat
 But I got a hundred bars on me
 Everything that we throw on the credit card's on me
 Every drink that we get at the titty bar's on me
 And I'll be living just like this until my heart don't beat
 Bitches it's Chris Webby, That whitey who spit deadly
 With my foot up on the pedal like I'm Mario Andretti
 Fucker I rap flames and murder the rap game
 Spitting 'til I'm number one with a bullet like Max Payne
 Got that nerf gun tucked and I'll aim it at your gut
 Better Duck, it's that cracker and slapper of big butts
 Getting Drunk, always looking for some double D cups
 But in the lab I cook it up like I'm WolfGang Puck
 Get them in the game and I go straight ham When I get the rock up in my hand
 Cause I'm here to get it popping just exactly how I planned
 Take a stand right here for this rapping shit and keep my lyrics accurate
 Test me but beating Webby just simply will never happen Bitch
 Salute me cause truly I be the dopest on the chords
 Master Yoda with the bars, I'm a Jedi with the force
 That's cause Webby done got that flow
 They can act like they don't know
 But they ain't fucking with me period yo
 Fineto