Famous

I'm gon' be so famous
Every time we roll down the street, people'll be like, "Aah, aah"
Me and Tay Quad, Trey, oh, we gon' shop in this some real like
Oh, they like, "You know that, ooh, aah, what the fuck
She famous, she famous" (yeah, yeah)
Ha, ha, mm

I wanna be famous (c'mon, c'mon, everybody say yeah)
I wanna be famous

Do you know how famous I am?
TV trucks parked all over my land, all a part of the plan
Every single little fan shake my little hand
Snort a little gram, rehab, and back again
What a wonderful life, what a wonder
Make a hundred million dollars like I'm riding a bike
Got a butler for life, watch him butter my knife
Bet you everybody jealous, bet you wonder what it's like

Dyed my hair blonde, wrote a hit song
Got a dot com, bought Louis and Vuitton
Up until this year, I lived at home with my mom
Now I got a big bong filled with champagne
Be calm if you gonna approach
Got ten bodyguards who wanna punch you in the nose
Better never come close, got a house on each coast
Just to house fur coats and, um, my bathrobes

Want everyone to know my name (I wanna be famous)
Want cars, want cribs, wanna be the boss of the game (I wanna be famous)
Don't wanna work all day, wanna chill with Dre
Want a maid, wanna get paid
Want a limo and a plane, then I wanna complain, okay (I wanna be famous)

Look, I never knew about the bloods and the crips
But I know about the tucks and the nips
College? I skipped, but got the collagen
In my lips, my tits, lipo, the hips
Check me out on Cribs, it's a trip
Me and Prince eatin' ribs, drippin' on golden bibs
My private driveway is like the Verrazano bridge, I'm very much a bitch
Platinum fridge, I don't need it
'Cause I don't really ever eat but, aww fuck it, I'm rich

It's tough when everybody wants an autograph
Tough to get a cab when you wear a cap and you look crap
Middle finger, take a picture of that, that photo makes me look fat
That's bad, I look like Danny DeVito
Just wanna jog incognito, what's with you people?

Want everyone to know my name (I wanna be famous)
Want cars, want cribs, wanna be the boss of the game (I wanna be famous)
Don't wanna work all day, wanna chill with Dre
Want a maid, wanna get paid
Want a limo and a plane, then I wanna complain, okay (I wanna be famous)

Go on, have a Mentos, they're imported, I can afford it
Pinto to pentho, I'm boughetto
Hey, get me something now (why?)
I said so
Ooh, when I feel romantic, my vibrator got it's own mechanic
Speaks Spanish, "Muchas gracias, Manuel"
I think I'll manage, make me a caviar sandwich

Damn this, paparazzi get lost, oh look, go chase Ozzy
My Versace's tight, big fight, punch another star
Front page of the Star, it's alright
'Cause we like always brawling, balling, got our lawyers calling
If you say mo' money, mo' problems
You just need a little bit more to solve 'em

Want everyone to know my name (I wanna be famous)
Want cars, want cribs, wanna be the boss of the game (I wanna be famous)
Don't wanna work all day, wanna chill with Dre
Want a maid, wanna get paid
Want a limo and a plane, then I wanna complain, god-dang (I wanna be famous)

I want a Limo, I want bits of ice, I need some bright lips
I need something over her
Yo, gimme that!
You want some' like, you don't be laughing at me
You don't laugh, I want some jewellry (I wanna be famous)
Give me that ice
(It's time to go to bed) I need that dollar, dollar bill
What you really-, what's wrong with you? I don't have no bed time
What you? I ain't going to bed
Girl, I wanna be famous, I don't know what you talking about
For real, for real



Credits
Writer(s): Concetta Kirschner, Todd N. Terry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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