Go Kart Rap (Cam Hunter) Lyrics

Down With Webster

Non-album songs

Lyrics to Go Kart Rap (Cam Hunter)
Go Kart Rap (Cam Hunter) Video:
Ahhhh, crack the beer.
Yo.
Five shots when I tell the waitor,
Double that up and I'll see you later.
I live in the studio, phones in my ears
Step on stage, put your hands in the air.
'Cause it all equals out and no more spare change.
Well, others fuck up like sex on an airplane.
I'm so smart, I'm alec. Raw talent.
Up late night like Jimmy Fallon.
Rapping to me is no challenge.
Rap til my mouth got a callus,
More green, no salad.
No caesar, just the palace.
Vodka fills up my plastic red chalice!
Now back to the palace, chains like Alice.
You watch my internet clips, no malice.
We jam hard like Rasheed Wallace,
We are the best, no tellin'!
Coming to your city, oh yes it will happen.
We are going to touch down like Madden.
No, not Steve.
I know about nature and all of your birds are B's.
My girls an A+, ten, first draft pick.
Cam's on top now, that's fantastic.
Back turned, middle finger up with my hat switched,
I'm not a gymnast but that's a couple back flips.

Ahhh, crack the beer.
Yo.
This beat got you hoppin' like a guy on one leg.
One pregnant chick, I'm gone in one day.
No Monday, you know Sunday is fun day.
Come play chicken, drive drunk down a one-way!
Some say I'm hungry, show me the runway.
I'll take off like a top in a sun ray.
Hits a girl right on the chest.
So messed up from last night, I need to rest up.
You know the rest suck.
Heads up, neck turned, duck down.
This is a spiral, no deck, dawg.
Best luck to you, I'm so voo-doo.
Fuck with the doll, I'm the shit, no poo poo.
Hair like Sonic, the hedgehog, spiky.
Roll out of bed wearing Nike's.
Switch into Vans, now the punk kids like me!
Start rappin' sick, and you'll be just like me.
No, not likely, not even slightly.
Better off waiting for lightning to strike me.
HUT HUT HUT! 1, 2, you can hike me!
All other shark ass posers can bite me.

Oh man.
We're coming for you.
We're coming so hard.
Two thousand and TEN.
Down With Webster.
Oh man.
We're going harrrrd.
As Kap would say, "harrrrrd, we're going harrrrd."
Ahaha.
Ah shit.
Drink up.
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