World Wide Web Lyrics in English Chris Webby
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song World Wide Web by Chris Webby from French to English.
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You've got mail
You've got mail
check the WiFi
check the WiFi
Call your internet provider, grab a lighter
Call your internet provider, grab a lighter
Smoke a fire in this bitch until we quite high
Smoke a fire in this bitch until we quite high
Got the K-9 unit barking at me
Got the K-9 unit barking at me
Every single motherfucking time that I'ma ride by
Every single motherfucking time that I'ma ride by
Yeah, hit the pedal yelling 'Bye bye!'
Yeah, hit the pedal yelling 'Bye bye!'
But if y'all really want beef, I'ma get on Uber Eats and
But if y'all really want beef, I'ma get on Uber Eats and
Turn this bitch into a Five Guys, tell 'em I'll chow down
Turn this bitch into a Five Guys, tell 'em I'll chow down
A tyrannosaurus rex every time I take a step
A tyrannosaurus rex every time I take a step
It be followed by a loud sound
It be followed by a loud sound
Make a motherfucker bow down
Make a motherfucker bow down
When they see my silhouette through tinted windows at Around Town
When they see my silhouette through tinted windows at Around Town
I'm a goddamn genius
I'm a goddamn genius
The word's over their head like a meme and shit
The word's over their head like a meme and shit
I'll use a motherfucker's name, never sneak a diss
I'll use a motherfucker's name, never sneak a diss
I'm never scared, bone crusher, never plead the fifth
I'm never scared, bone crusher, never plead the fifth
Too many checks to count
Too many checks to count
When I factor in the next amount
When I factor in the next amount
Shit I'ma need to get a tenth account
Shit I'ma need to get a tenth account
I'm all over the web, call me Wreck-it-Ralph
I'm all over the web, call me Wreck-it-Ralph
So if they try'na pop up I'ma X them out
So if they try'na pop up I'ma
But I ain't left the house in days
But I ain't left the house in days
And I'm still all in your face
And I'm still all in your face
On a website, because Web's sight is 20/20 get on Web's page
On a website, because Web's sight is 20/20 get on Web's page
Bitch, I'm here to stay
Bitch, I'm here to stay
Better tell them that I'm here now
Better tell them that I'm here now
I'm the antidote
I'm the antidote
One of the rawest on the whole damn Atlantic coast
One of the rawest on the whole damn Atlantic coast
And somebody beating me up in this motherfucking ring
And somebody beating me up in this motherfucking ring
That's like Donald Trump winning the Hispanic vote
That's like Donald Trump winning the Hispanic vote
I'll bum rush the game
I'll bum rush the game
Saying 'Motherfucker, what's my name?'
Saying 'Motherfucker, what's my name?'
Yeah, cloth isn't cut the same
Yeah, cloth isn't cut the same
I'll be spitting 'til I bust a vein
I'll be spitting 'til I bust a vein
Now tell me what's my name?
Now tell me what's my name?
What's my name? What?
What's my name? What?
It's W, W, W, dot
It's W, W, W, dot
Yeah, it's worldwide web and I'm gunning for the top
Yeah, it's worldwide web and I'm gunning for the top
It's W, W, W, dot
It's W, W, W, dot
Yeah, it's worldwide web, motherfucker, and I'm coming for your spot
Yeah, it's worldwide web, motherfucker, and I'm coming for your spot
Yelling 'Fuck your feelings'
Yelling 'Fuck your feelings'
Yeah, my aim on point I don't care what the fuck y'all feeling
Yeah, my love on point I don't care what the fuck y'all feeling
Yeah it's worldwide web
Yeah it's worldwide web
hit the log in
hit the log in
You got motherfucking mail
You got motherfucking mail
Leave a trail of the breadcrumbs everywhere I'm walking, yeah
Leave a trail of the breadcrumbs everywhere I'm walking, yeah
Hansel and Gretel with a touch of heavy metal
Hansel and Gretel with a touch of heavy metal
And some late nineties rap in my Walkman, yeah
And some late nineties rap in my Walkman, yeah
Tell 'em I will never soften
Tell 'em I will never soften
I ran through your place
I ran through your place
Put hands on your face like I
Put hands on your face like I
Macaulay Culkin
Macaulay Culkin
Listen, I go hard for weeks with dope bars, repeat
Listen, I go hard for weeks with dope bars, repeat
Any hater in my way, Control, Alt, Delete
Any hater in my way, Control, Alt, Delete
Call me Worldwide Web, a Christian Bourdain
Call me Worldwide Web, to Christian Bourdain
All I do is board planes
All I do is board planes
I wrote off the seats as a business expense
I wrote off the seats as a business expense
Sick when I flip my sentence
Sick when I flip my sentence
I rip shit, spit tremendous
I rip shit, spit tremendous
And cock back and swing with the fists of vengeance
And cock back and swing with the fists of vengeance
Relentless, everybody in attendance gon' see
Relentless, everyone in attendance gon' see
You don't wan' be fucking with me
You don't want to be fucking with me
Rule so fucking deep, you'd think we under the seats
Rule so fucking deep, you'd think we under the seats
Yeah stuntin' with the punches that'll buckle your knee
Yeah stuntin' with the punches that'll buckle your knee
You would think you watching the W-W-E
You would think you were watching the W-W-E
Come and you'll see
Come and you'll see
Listen, I be coming correct
Listen, I'm coming correct
Throw your chips down, man fuck it, I'ma double your bet
Throw your chips down, man fuck it, I'ma double your bet
Shit I'll run in just to pull in on a rug and I'll jet
Shit I'll run in just to pull in on a rug and I'll jet
I live a wild life, W-W-F
I live a wild life, W-W-F
Yeah it's W-W dot com
Yeah it's W-W dot com
Worldwide Web in your CD Rom
Worldwide Web in your CD Rom
I been all up on the internet dropping bombs
I been all up on the internet dropping bombs
Ever since I was Myspace friends with Tom
Ever since I was Myspace friends with Tom
I'm about to bum rush the game
I'm about to bum rush the game
Tell me motherfucker, what's my name
Tell me motherfucker, what's my name
Yeah our cloth isn't cut the same
Yeah our cloth isn't cut the same
I'll be spitting 'til I bust a vein
I'll be spitting 'til I bust a vein
Now tell me what's my name?
Now tell me what's my name?
What's my name? What?
What's my name? What?
W, W, W, dot
W, W, W, dot
Yeah, it's worldwide web and I'm gunning for the top
Yeah, it's worldwide web and I'm gunning for the top
W, W, W, dot
W, W, W, dot
Yeah, it's worldwide web, motherfucker, and I'm coming for your spot
Yeah, it's worldwide web, motherfucker, and I'm coming for your spot
Yelling 'Fuck your feelings'
Yelling 'Fuck your feelings'
Yeah, my aim on point I don't care what the fuck y'all feeling
Yeah, my love on point I don't care what the fuck y'all feeling
Yeah it's worldwide web
Yeah it's worldwide web
Good-bye
good-bye
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