Down With Webster

Down With Webster - Let Me In lyrics

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[Intro - Cam]

[Talking]

Hey, I want four shots. Pour me four shots. And you see this girl here?

You give her five shots, she wants five.

So, me four, your pouring me four shots, and give her fi- wait, no, she wants six.



[Verse 1 - Cam] 

I stepped in the club like what up, (what up?) 

Then move straight to the dance floor, sippin on __

Yeah, I saw a nice ass, and some really nice pants 

But I really don't dance, so I get her with the __ 

I was high off the greenery, stepped to her easily, 

She's all like, "Cam, my last guy cheated me." (what?)

Well, I'm just trying to get you off, But I can always say 

I love you with my fingers crossed. 

She knew that it was on, so I lit up the cron 

she said ,"You shouldnt smoke!" Bitch, you ain't my mom, bitch! 

And I ain't trying to bring sexy back, 

but I just want to bring my hands where your breasty at 

She get a little crunk and scoreboard skunk 

Got head in the bathroom and drove home __ 

That's just the moral of the story: I wake up with a blunt, go to bed with a fourty. 



[Chorus - Bucky] 

Pick your ass up off the floor 

Come on, you ain't done yet, drink some more [x2]

We ain't stop til the break of, break of.. 



[Verse 2 - Bucky]

Storm up in the club with the lean, fresh to death, I'm so clean.

Bitch, You know what I mean.

I dont cut with it, cut with it, lean 

She aint a girl looking for stink, come and join my team 

You aint gotta be my starting forward 

cause I got a place for you to warm up 

Chirp on the slurp on, activate 

eh yo, pass that blunt, let me blow that, __ 

yes my head is spinning like a blender 

so line up that shots, tip the bar tender.

Step up in the club, yeah like who that there? 

Move that there, i love how you do that there 

Eh, limited Cohiba from the Cuban. __ you could call it the __

I ain't human, I'm mostly twisted, these fools never shoulda let me in!



[Chorus] 



[Verse 3 - Pat]

Start the next day feeling fine, except for the ringing in my ear and the tingle from the __

Never teach an uptown girl how to wine, next thing you know I'm getting caught with the __

Security man, oh damn, I better scram, but It's hard trying to leave with these shots in my hand. 

Coat check, huh? I ain't got a coat, It's 30 below, so anybody got a smoke? 

I made my way back to the patio, then this home girl's calling out, "Patty, Yo!" 

I love sex, but she really wants it badly, though.

She says, "Wont to take me back to your caddy, bro?"

Don't make me have to go and call your daddy, hoe 

I got subway tickets in the cab to go

back to my crib, that's where you met my friend,

and now I'm back at the club trying to get back in. 



[Chorus] 



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