Denise Weeks - Famous lyrics

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Denise Weeks - Famous lyrics

[Intro] May God be with me While I'm out here chasing this money, Lawwd! [Hook] I ain't never gotta be Famous I hang with a bunch of famous dead people (4x) [Verse] Ok now printed on my paper Some white man name benjamin Couple trees, couple buildings, few letters, few numbers This is power, this is hunger This is life in my pocket n***a Say the best things in life are free? Explain that to my doctor n***a Explain that to my lawyer n***a, explain that to my weed man Know I need them O's n***a. Hold up n***a, I ain't finished Explain that to my landlord, explain that to my power cord Explain that to my j**eler n***a Know I need them diamonds boi! Them stick up kids think sh** free That's why I keep that iron boi Come round this sh** tryna play Stretch you out like an iron board A b**h I don't waste no time for nothing personal just gotta go Less you're p**y gon' make some doe Then twerk it b**h and drop it low [Hook] I ain't never got to be Famous I hang with a bunch of famous dead people (4x) [Verse] Ok this money coming in and I'll take it all Won't cut for poor I was made to ball See myself getting filthy rich, and I don't need no crystal ball All I need is hustle all I need is grind All I need is me, all I need is God Come to think about it, getting rich ain't that hard Cause I got that, my pot black but my coke white And my weed green, got molly too and my sprite leaned Gotta new hammer and the record clean I don't know bout you but I'm tryna eat And Ima do what I'm tryna do Pop that p**y for me you do, but love me? Who you tryna fool? I ain't that kinda dude I just love money, I love music and I love my moms If you don't meet dem 3 m's, this is not where love begins I'm doing me, LA Dub 3D Spent to much time with b**hes Could of been on key 3 [Hook] I ain't never got to be Famous I hang with a bunch of famous dead people (4x) [Outro] I ain't gotta be famous, I just want the frankies The Bengies... The Abbies The Grannies, the Jackies... the Washies Yea Nulaw