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Famous Video (MV)




Performed By: DrumBaby
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Drum Baby




DrumBaby - Famous Lyrics
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(Who the f*ck that is? Oh that's Strike Life at the door)
All these hoes want to be famous
She just hang around call that bitch a hanger
You can't hang around me, You gon speak my name
They follow me like I got my own label
You think you gon eat around me, You ain't 'een bring none to the table
Beat that boy so bad he looking disabled
You looking like you mad, Boy that don't change you
Boy you my son don't act like that, I made you
Get higher than the f*ck, Talking Jesus
You can tell yo gang, Nigga that ain't gon save you
Everybody can tell you a bitch, That's in plain view
When niggas get rich, That's when they praise you
Don't give 'em shit, Just watch how they hate you
Don't give a f*ck, Like what they gave you?
This is a jungle boy, This is no zoo
Hang out the the window the stick get to swanging
They watch me go up and I watch who be changing
I'm really on point like that boy gotta laser
I don't f*ck with the Drac, ARP what I favor
Glock got no safety, Then why I feel safer?
See them blue lights man them folks gon have to chase us
I don't let off the gas, I done turned into a racer
Burning the rubber that sound like Trail Blazers
Look shawty I'm tryna f*ck, Not lay up
Lay on ya back, Yeah, Face up
That ass fat, Uh, Cake up
Don't ask for this blunt, Uh Uh, Don't say none
When switch get to hitting it look like a ray gun
You was just face to face why the f*ck you say nun?
I don't play game, Hell nah, I don't play none
The Glock got fangs them bitches gon bite some
I hold grudges I don't let them be bygones
Look at my face, Do it look like I'm tryna fight some?
Put down the pipe nigga watch I still light some
If I blow up right now everybody have some
I'm flexing this shit cause I never had none
I'm tired of yo shi lil bitch I'm done
(I'm tired of yo shi lil bitch I'm done, I'm tired of yo shi lil bitch I'm done)
Ya, I smoke up that gas cause young nigga gassing up
This shit got a box on the back, You ain't fast enough
This bitch so flexible, Like huh? You elastic?
You called me a f*ck nigga like I know FN got plastic
Wave the stick around like Selena, Do magic
Like Jimmy Neutron, Fdd! I'm blasting
That nigga is a peon, Ha! I'm laughing
Take 'em to the wood show 'em the cabin
(Show 'em the cabin)
(Hoes wanna be famous, Hoes just wanna be famous, Huh)
(Yeah, Yeah, These hoes wanna be famous, Hoes wanna be famous)
Yeah, These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna be famous, Yeah
These hoes just wanna be famous, Yeah
These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna- Uh, Hold on
All these hoes want to be famous
She just hang around call that bitch a hanger
You can't hang around me, You gon speak my name
They follow me like I got my own label
You think you gon eat around me, You ain't 'een bring none to the table
Beat that boy so bad he looking disabled
You looking like you mad, Boy that don't change you
Boy you my son don't act like that, I made you
Get higher than the f*ck, Talking Jesus
You can tell yo gang, Nigga that ain't gon save you
Everybody can tell you a bitch, That's in plain view
When niggas get rich, That's when they praise you
Don't give 'em shit, Just watch how they hate you
Don't give a f*ck, Like what they gave you?
This is a jungle boy, This is no zoo
Hang out the the window the stick get to swanging
They watch me go up and I watch who be changing
I'm really on point like that boy gotta laser
I don't f*ck with the Drac, ARP what I favor
Glock got no safety, Then why I feel safer?
See them blue lights man them folks gon have to chase us
I don't let off the gas, I done turned into a racer
Burning the rubber that sound like Trail Blazers
Look shawty I'm tryna f*ck, Not lay up
Lay on ya back, Yeah, Face up
That ass fat, Uh, Cake up
Don't ask for this blunt, Uh Uh, Don't say none
When switch get to hitting it look like a ray gun
You was just face to face why the f*ck you say nun?
I don't play game, Hell nah, I don't play none
The Glock got fangs them bitches gon bite some
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English

(Who the f*ck that is? Oh that's Strike Life at the door)
All these hoes want to be famous
She just hang around call that bitch a hanger
You can't hang around me, You gon speak my name
They follow me like I got my own label
You think you gon eat around me, You ain't 'een bring none to the table
Beat that boy so bad he looking disabled
You looking like you mad, Boy that don't change you
Boy you my son don't act like that, I made you
Get higher than the f*ck, Talking Jesus
You can tell yo gang, Nigga that ain't gon save you
Everybody can tell you a bitch, That's in plain view
When niggas get rich, That's when they praise you
Don't give 'em shit, Just watch how they hate you
Don't give a f*ck, Like what they gave you?
This is a jungle boy, This is no zoo
Hang out the the window the stick get to swanging
They watch me go up and I watch who be changing
I'm really on point like that boy gotta laser
I don't f*ck with the Drac, ARP what I favor
Glock got no safety, Then why I feel safer?
See them blue lights man them folks gon have to chase us
I don't let off the gas, I done turned into a racer
Burning the rubber that sound like Trail Blazers
Look shawty I'm tryna f*ck, Not lay up
Lay on ya back, Yeah, Face up
That ass fat, Uh, Cake up
Don't ask for this blunt, Uh Uh, Don't say none
When switch get to hitting it look like a ray gun
You was just face to face why the f*ck you say nun?
I don't play game, Hell nah, I don't play none
The Glock got fangs them bitches gon bite some
I hold grudges I don't let them be bygones
Look at my face, Do it look like I'm tryna fight some?
Put down the pipe nigga watch I still light some
If I blow up right now everybody have some
I'm flexing this shit cause I never had none
I'm tired of yo shi lil bitch I'm done
(I'm tired of yo shi lil bitch I'm done, I'm tired of yo shi lil bitch I'm done)
Ya, I smoke up that gas cause young nigga gassing up
This shit got a box on the back, You ain't fast enough
This bitch so flexible, Like huh? You elastic?
You called me a f*ck nigga like I know FN got plastic
Wave the stick around like Selena, Do magic
Like Jimmy Neutron, Fdd! I'm blasting
That nigga is a peon, Ha! I'm laughing
Take 'em to the wood show 'em the cabin
(Show 'em the cabin)
(Hoes wanna be famous, Hoes just wanna be famous, Huh)
(Yeah, Yeah, These hoes wanna be famous, Hoes wanna be famous)
Yeah, These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna be famous, Yeah
These hoes just wanna be famous, Yeah
These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna be famous
These hoes just wanna- Uh, Hold on
All these hoes want to be famous
She just hang around call that bitch a hanger
You can't hang around me, You gon speak my name
They follow me like I got my own label
You think you gon eat around me, You ain't 'een bring none to the table
Beat that boy so bad he looking disabled
You looking like you mad, Boy that don't change you
Boy you my son don't act like that, I made you
Get higher than the f*ck, Talking Jesus
You can tell yo gang, Nigga that ain't gon save you
Everybody can tell you a bitch, That's in plain view
When niggas get rich, That's when they praise you
Don't give 'em shit, Just watch how they hate you
Don't give a f*ck, Like what they gave you?
This is a jungle boy, This is no zoo
Hang out the the window the stick get to swanging
They watch me go up and I watch who be changing
I'm really on point like that boy gotta laser
I don't f*ck with the Drac, ARP what I favor
Glock got no safety, Then why I feel safer?
See them blue lights man them folks gon have to chase us
I don't let off the gas, I done turned into a racer
Burning the rubber that sound like Trail Blazers
Look shawty I'm tryna f*ck, Not lay up
Lay on ya back, Yeah, Face up
That ass fat, Uh, Cake up
Don't ask for this blunt, Uh Uh, Don't say none
When switch get to hitting it look like a ray gun
You was just face to face why the f*ck you say nun?
I don't play game, Hell nah, I don't play none
The Glock got fangs them bitches gon bite some
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