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Forever Video (MV)




Performed By: Webby
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: STEVEN THOMAS MOAKLER, CONNIE HARRINGTON, AUSTIN WEBB




Webby - Forever Lyrics
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Told the valet go get it
I'm bout to skrt off and spin it, yeah
I am not friendly
Im askin the lord to forgive me, yeah
They say I'm conceited, yeah
But I do not mean it, yeah
Id tell you my secret, yeah
But you wont believe it, yeah
Pounds, Pounds, Pounds
Everytime I slide I shut it
Down, down, down
My wrist up in the air I'm bout to
Drown, drown, drown
I don't wanna end up in the
Ground, ground, ground, yeah
I want this Forever
Please do not play wit my chedda
What I'm smokin is better
What I'm wearin is fresher
Gucci my leather, Gucci my sweater, yeah
Poppin these perkys, yeah
Make me feel betta, yeah
Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops
I just popped that bitch off
Ridin thru my city
And I chopped the top off
You can't tell me nothin
Tell that bitch to f*ck off
I've been whippin shit up
Like I'm Betty Crocker
They tell me they love me, yeah
They tell me they need me, yeah
I want this Forever, yeah
I want em to hear me
Gonna sell out The Garden,
Coz I've been working my hardest
I'm in the city with Boogie
I'm not ah Regular Artist, yeah
I want this Forever
Please do not play wit my chedda
What I'm smokin is better
What I'm wearin is fresher
Gucci my leather, Gucci my sweater, yeah
Poppin these perkys, yeah
Make me feel betta, yeah
Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops
I just popped that bitch off
Ridin thru my city
And I chopped the top off
You can't tell me nothin
Tell that bitch to f*ck off
I've been whippin shit up
Like I'm Betty Crocker
Told the valet go get it
I'm bout to skrt off and spin it, yeah
I am not friendly
Im askin the lord to forgive me, yeah
They say I'm conceited, yeah
But I do not mean it, yeah
Id tell you my secret, yeah
But you wont believe it, yeah
Pounds, Pounds, Pounds
Everytime I slide I shut it
Down, down, down
My wrist up in the air I'm bout to
Drown, drown, drown
I don't wanna end up in the
Ground, ground, ground, yeah
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Told the valet go get it
I'm bout to skrt off and spin it, yeah
I am not friendly
Im askin the lord to forgive me, yeah
They say I'm conceited, yeah
But I do not mean it, yeah
Id tell you my secret, yeah
But you wont believe it, yeah
Pounds, Pounds, Pounds
Everytime I slide I shut it
Down, down, down
My wrist up in the air I'm bout to
Drown, drown, drown
I don't wanna end up in the
Ground, ground, ground, yeah
I want this Forever
Please do not play wit my chedda
What I'm smokin is better
What I'm wearin is fresher
Gucci my leather, Gucci my sweater, yeah
Poppin these perkys, yeah
Make me feel betta, yeah
Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops
I just popped that bitch off
Ridin thru my city
And I chopped the top off
You can't tell me nothin
Tell that bitch to f*ck off
I've been whippin shit up
Like I'm Betty Crocker
They tell me they love me, yeah
They tell me they need me, yeah
I want this Forever, yeah
I want em to hear me
Gonna sell out The Garden,
Coz I've been working my hardest
I'm in the city with Boogie
I'm not ah Regular Artist, yeah
I want this Forever
Please do not play wit my chedda
What I'm smokin is better
What I'm wearin is fresher
Gucci my leather, Gucci my sweater, yeah
Poppin these perkys, yeah
Make me feel betta, yeah
Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops
I just popped that bitch off
Ridin thru my city
And I chopped the top off
You can't tell me nothin
Tell that bitch to f*ck off
I've been whippin shit up
Like I'm Betty Crocker
Told the valet go get it
I'm bout to skrt off and spin it, yeah
I am not friendly
Im askin the lord to forgive me, yeah
They say I'm conceited, yeah
But I do not mean it, yeah
Id tell you my secret, yeah
But you wont believe it, yeah
Pounds, Pounds, Pounds
Everytime I slide I shut it
Down, down, down
My wrist up in the air I'm bout to
Drown, drown, drown
I don't wanna end up in the
Ground, ground, ground, yeah
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Writer: STEVEN THOMAS MOAKLER, CONNIE HARRINGTON, AUSTIN WEBB
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