Lyrics:
a note "May I have this dance?"
Jeckel whut? I don't even know who they are
If I had things my way, I'd be a superstar
Chorus:
I'm so famous I'm so sweet
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
earth.
Someday I'll be famous, and you can put that on my birth.
My word is worth the demons that raped my being, childhood didn't happen,
I was made
getting more high
Bitch you can't be serious
You an't talking money I ain't hearing it
If it's bout a check I'm only talking to who clearing it
Name a bitch
feeling any love
Who's to blame for this
All my niggas gone off them drugs
Now a days
Now a days
You ain't gotta know her
Just to see her naked
You won't
ain't fucking with this
Me and my boys, we finna get rich
Who gives a fuck if I'm famous for it
I already told you, "I'm in the mix"
If you fuck with us,
nation wide
Are you mad?
If you ain't heard about me, you must be nuts
I did the damn work
If you're talking the hardest
And Rotten don't come in your
tell me right now
Are you angry yet
Are you mad
(Ahhhhh)
Are you proud of me yet
Does it make you smile
Well fuck you go
Away a while
(Ahhhhh)
You
jacker with a prover
Excuse her who you talking to sir, nigga I'm talking to you
See that hoe came in the club with me, how could she walk in with you
You can't learn when you talking homie
This be the basics
Too obsessed with being famous
We selling out our souls, and living shameless
Show the world
I know who I came with fuck being famous
They gone say I changed but i'm on the same shit so
I live everyday like a celebration
You talking all that
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
on who they are
Lemme know what you expected
Celebrating fornication but your children never get impregnated
Without you collecting the dowry
You
you
Who the hell you’re tryna fool?
Are you really like that
Don’t know who you are when you’re talking like that
So cool
So cool
You think you’re so
the crowd)
Are you gonna keep waiting till I’m famous (I know we don’t belong, cause by then I will be gone)
Watch for, watch for me
Watch for, watch for me
famous
Who the hell you think you are
wait- how did you get my number?"
Nah, sike muhfucka, I-
I'm just playing
"Man, what the fuck are you talking about?"
Nah, what I really think is:
You
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
give it all back
But it's multiplied by ten and come to break his back
In the form of me. Bringing him to both his knees
Dawg i only worship He who made
of da waitress
Can you blame us
Acting shameless
Like we famous
Loss gracious
Women naked
All nameless
Blurred faces
Outrageous
Most hated
Who's
the titty!
(Girl talking, Ty whistling in background)
'Hold on, what are you doing? What are you doing? Are you trying to touch
any of this? Who are you? Just
little bitch ass for frontin
You poor little crackhead ass ain't hurtin nuttin
Nigga you want the fame, now you're famous overnight
Famous for getting
say now, these are the Soul!
(Oh I must have you, or no one)
- "You know it's not always
Gonna be this way, right?"
- "yeah" - "So just chill,
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