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Chris Webby - Faded With A Stranger
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Songwriter
Jake Anthony Procanik
Jake Anthony Procanik
Songwriter
Brian Joseph Eisner
Brian Joseph Eisner
Songwriter
Andrew John Gialanella
Andrew John Gialanella
Songwriter
Daniel Jacob Zavaro
Daniel Jacob Zavaro
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skrizzly Adams
Skrizzly Adams
Producer
Brian "Nox Beatz" Eisner
Brian "Nox Beatz" Eisner
Mixing Engineer
Andrew John Gialanella
Andrew John Gialanella
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah I was at a rooftop bar down in Austin, Texas My date stood me up, I was lost and restless (fuck) 'Bout to call it a night and not get reckless Probably just smoke a joint and watch Netflix (yeah) But this old man at the side of the bar Was gettin' pissed 'cause the reader kept declining his card I said screw it, put it on mine and grab another 'Round and sat down with this old motherfucker (sup) I said, "My name's Chris" and he said, "Doug" I asked what he did, and he said, "Drugs" (haha) I was like, "Damn Doug, are we now best friends?" He just nodded his head, downed his shot and then He pulled the bag of cocaine from his blazer pocket We went to the bathroom stall and locked it And we gave key bumps 'til my face was numb The craziest night of my life had begun, yeah I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, yeah I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, ooh-whoa Faded with a stranger, yeah I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, ooh-whoa Next thing I knew, I was drivin' south With this old guy Doug with a blunt in his mouth (where we going?) I went to open the glove and the gun fell out (oh, shit!) Doug yelled, "Don't touch that!", I said, "No doubt" (Jesus) He said we had to make a pit stop in San Antonio For more blow, and Molly and Xans (holy shit) I was like God damn, Doug, you the man (the man) Got that then you scooped a couple hookers in the van (yeah) Next was the raido to get more Yayo I'm like damn Doug, shit, don't we got enough? Yeah, we stopping anyway though, to see my guy Diego (wait, what?) He's in the cartel Wait, Doug, what the fuck? He said he's gonna smuggle us to Mexico City And then he admitted that he's on the run and it hit me I'm in way over my head with this crazy old dude But fuck it we got some drugs to do, yeah I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, yeah I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, ooh-whoa Faded with a stranger, yeah I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, ooh-whoa At this point, we were on PCP (whoa) Mescaline, coke and a little LSD Somewhere down in Mexico with Diego and Doug (uhh) Up front while I'm in the back, with hookers and drugs They pulled into a dirty motel with no lights And they said that we were gonna stop here for the night ('kay) Doug took me inside and said we needed to talk He pulled out a glass pipe, and we went on a walk He said, "Chris, I wanna let you know I love you, dude" I said, "You kinda crazy Doug, but shit you're cool too" (really?) "Nah, for real, I like you even more than my kids (um) They're pieces of shit, so that's why I wanted to give (really?) To you the secret coordinates of my whole life savings It's deep in the desert, only I know the location" I'm like, "Damn, Doug, you would really do that?" (really?) He said, "Hell yeah!" Then he pulled out some crack (whoa!) Took a quick hit, spazzed out and fell flat I was like, "Shit, Doug! You're havin' a heart attack!" And just like that, Doug was dead (no!) Tried CPR twice, still fuckin' dead (Doug!) Felt the drugs wearin' off and reality got me (oh, my God) I'm with a cartel member and a dead body (what?) Plus two hookers and a very dead phone Hope Diego can give me a ride home, shit I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, yeah I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, ooh-whoa Faded with a stranger, yeah (Doug!) I'm gettin' faded with a stranger, ooh-whoa (Doug! Wake up, Doug! Wake up!)
Writer(s): Christian Webster, Brian Joseph Eisner, Daniel Jacob Zavaro, Andrew John Gialanella, Jake Procanick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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