Lyrics:
Aaayyyeee, Aaayyyeee, Aaayyyeee
We gettin' turnt up
Shawty perked up
It's The Famous Gasser, I'm finna gas this bitch
We gettin' turnt up
In da Air
the audemars/breguet shit
Just left the hood, word to the 5th dist
Bout to cop a roof like diddy
And my city color purple nigga, no ceiling
It takes time when you plying
Ain't no way niggas
Still doubt me after this shit
Ain't no way you been here
This long and still ain't rich
I done dumped my savings
And my
and the side now her stomach bloated
These niggas acting like laundry by the way they folding
Bad vibes it be hard to escape it
Dont talk to me i know its lies
Ain't no better way to get it in the H god damn
She my baby so she gone get pampered
Nigga like me boy I'm feeling real dapper
My last bitch famous cuz
face
I can steal your bitch ok
She just wanna come my way
Smoking on all of these moon rocks, Baby I'm all up in space
Fucking this bitch with no roof
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
No time, to say goodbye
I tried to say it but I can't even lie
I'm feeling degraded, jaded, lost in the hatred they ripping me apart now I feel naked
sure enough
I pull up in that Lamb' hold up
We both want it, we can't blame no one
And I ain't trying to play no one
But he can't make you famous like
ain't shit
At least I'm famous and I ain't shit
Well, my mother loves me, I'm a baby
We still drive each other crazy
Now my man needs a liver, bought
It is sad to think that the first few
People on earth needed no books, movies
Games or music to inspire
Cold-blooded murder the day
That Cain bashed
to the basics, you in the midst of greatness
My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margielas with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist
I
to the basics, you in the midst of greatness
My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margielas with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist
I
M's)
Got some niggas in the hood
They got M's, nigga (woo)
M's nigga (M)
Want them M's, nigga (real deal M's)
Young rich nigga ain't got no deal
I
Yeah, this is a story of a famous dog
Of a dog that chases its tail, will be dizzy
Met her snake ass at a barbecue bash
She had a lot of ass
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
of losing me and losing you
But Gender is so passe
Binary is not the way
We're all born naked so just shake it, shake it, shake it
But Gender is so passe
Feet they walk way and just that sheik posture
Ooooh! Can't be a next one like you
Famous like tapes made by DJ Clue
I tighten up my game as I approach
you make it-
The way you make it-
I love the way you say things
When you're feeling freaky and you speak your mind
I love watching you naked
Then we gonna make our night
(Then we gonna make our night)
Till we can't take no more
I like it that way
Yeah girl, I know you like it that way
That
rapture they prayed
Little do they know, they'll be judged, no tea no shade
You can hate pretty much anyone
In so many different ways
Whether you're a man
Shawty she my bitch
Love when I treat her like baby
No relationship won’t hit her
But she know that I love her
Wanna see yo mind naked
And yo
vision, burrowed rabbit
No pardons
No pardons
My way, it works for me
My friends don't talk like me
See things the way I see
Shovelling thoughts, cased like
can happen
And by the way my name is
I got lots of connections wit people in high places
So if you want it just name it
I always wanted to be a
She
Discuss these no way by the naked famous Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In