Testo Down Right - Chris Webby
Testo della canzone Down Right (Chris Webby), tratta dall'album Down Right
(Remo the Hitmaker)
Yeah, yeah
'Cause we came to get down right
Yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause we came to get down right, yeah
Eyes low from the weed, we roll, and I'm in my zone
'Cause we came to get down right, yeah
Ride slow, with the bass up mo' 'til the speakers blow
'Cause we came to get down right (damn right, sloppy, sloppy drunk)
And we came to get down right (damn right, green up in my blunt)
This what it sounds like
This what it sounds like
I don't know about you, but I came to get down right (yeah)
Three below ('low), cold on the scene when I freak the flow ('low)
Full zip lock, got the weed to roll
Thick chick with the double Ds leaving over (yea, yea)
My center console in my vehicle (vroom)
Unzip my pants, give my jeans a pull and even though
I put a little MDMA in your mom's martini (she ain't even know it)
We back to rip it, I'm classic, it's past terrific (yea, yea)
I'm smashing these whack rappers, and clash with critics (yea, yea)
At the same time, I'm rolling up grass and hit it (yea, yea)
And drinking liquor 'til they telling me I'm past the limit
I'm half smashed and half-baked with accurate flow
That's so damn hot, I'll evaporate
Let me elaborate, I'm with your chick in the back
On my lap doing things that her dad would hate, so get
Down right, yeah
Eyes low from the weed, we roll, and I'm in my zone
'Cause we came to get down right, yeah
Ride slow, with the bass up mo' 'til the speakers blow
'Cause we came to get down right (damn right, sloppy, sloppy drunk)
And we came to get down right (damn right, green up in my blunt)
This what it sounds like
This what it sounds like
I don't know about you, but I came to get down right (yeah)
Webby up next (yeah), success on the front steps
Ticking time bomb, someone dial up Funk Flex
Time to set me off bitch, none left when the dust sets (nah)
Got 'em upset, that I do it this big, white kid that'll never give a fuck less (fuck you)
That'll never pass a drug test (yeah)
'Cause I came to get down right, man, why you up left? (Ha)
Hutt one, hutt two, let it go, yo
Tony Romo with a bag full of homegrown
And my hat down so low
You can't even tell it's me up in the mother fucking photos, yo
Tell them wait a minute
When I'm waking up fully faded with a naked chick
It's, my memory, and uhh, I forgot your name, what is it?
(Are you kidding?) Sorry girl, that's the way I'm livin', so get
Down right, yeah
Eyes low from the weed, we roll, and I'm in my zone
'Cause we came to get down right, yeah
Ride slow, with the bass up mo' 'til the speakers blow
'Cause we came to get down right (damn right, sloppy, sloppy drunk)
And we came to get down right (damn right, green up in my blunt)
This what it sounds like
This what it sounds like
This is what is sounds like
This is what is sounds like
This is what is sounds like
Yeah
'Cause we came to get down right, yeah
Eyes low from the weed, we roll, and I'm in my zone
'Cause we came to get down right, yeah
Ride slow, with the bass up mo' 'til the speakers blow
'Cause we came to get down right (damn right, sloppy, sloppy drunk)
And we came to get down right (damn right, green up in my blunt)
This what it sounds like
This what it sounds like
I don't know about you, but I came to get down right
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Writer(s): Remo Rashad Green, Christian Webster
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