Hopsin - Cuz I'm Famous lyrics

[Intro](x2) Girl, where ya' goin' (where ya' goin') [Verse 1: Paul Wall] Paul Wall, Two cups, hold up I pull up on them thangy thangs, sitting crooked They watch me like a Laker game, I caught ya' lookin' Cup purple like the Laker gang, extra muddy With a middle finger up in the air, up to everybody who judgin' If you talkin' down then you need to k** that sh** abruptly Walk up in this motherf**er like, "f** you, double cut me," Listen bro, trust me, it's the dough that make them lust me They'd rather be with me because your rusty j**elry is dusty I'm too up in this Mountain Dew, leaning off the DJ Screw Boppers yeah I keep a few, I'm fresher than the morning news Prada shades, exclusive view, Italian shoes I gotta slew If ya' think I ain't the sh**, then b**h you must be sniffin' glue Fuchsia is my favorite hue, and codeine is the cause (hold up) I change my cars everyday, like I change my drawers I swear to God I hate you haters like I hate the laws Hot boxing with your broad, got kush smoke out my exhaust [Hook](x2) Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, what your name is I know you jockin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm famous Keep the chrome on my waist b**h, ain't gon' say sh** Riding around in my spaceship, man I'm wasted [Verse 2: Hopsin] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo Critics telling me I rap too foul I throw them off like a gap-toothed smile When I dropped raw, I dropped jaws In 2013 and I'm coming in with a brand new sound Who the hell got something to say? How many fake motherf**ers am I crushing today? I'm trying to handle my prey Eat up or my stomach will ache And brace when I let my steez rub in your face Can we all just get along? To me, I get a little violent n***as be wildin', talking a gang of sh** when I ain't lookin' But when I see them they stay silent Why is the world filled with a whole bunch of morons? I'm in the middle feeling trapped like I'm Zordon I know it's a cold planet but f** it I'm still chilling with my sandals and shorts on Making a fortune, watching who*es cum, f**ing them raw make them get abortions Here's a line of c**aine, you should snort some I'm the new rapper brainwashing your son I'm just trying to make everything more fun See, I do this strictly out of boredom So I guess I'm like every other rapper making some bullsh** Just so you can buy it and give me more funds f** those n***as, I'm much more iller Every couple of seconds my nuts grow bigger When I get spotted by women they get the itching to hop on Twitter so they can upload pictures I'm usually willing to give it up, go figure I got a girl, so I just don't give a f** Hop into your car and blast it, for the bars of madness Cuz I'm far from average I'm famous b**h! [Hook](x2) [Verse 3: Yelawolf] They done let that k**er out the cage, give me the keys Forrest Catfish Billy got a pump shotgun, shells full of that Norris Chuck Cowboy boot-kick motherf**ers to the floor because I'm bored as f** Coors to crush, cans to crack, doors to rush, jam packed Brother work hard, more to look than looking, they is lucky to know me Buddy I'm an alcoholic, and a workaholic I'm a work of art that you paint on a canvas All savant with a Dupont bucket, full of mossy green Dammit, camouflage on the beat I done lost my team, I'm hard to manage Let me put it to you simple, I own this f**ing house I'm a pioneer, look these are just my clones that are popping out I must've been abducted when I was in Alabama Me and swamp fox, I swear I saw it Changing channels, looking for Dukes of Hazzard Between Rap City and Dixie Flags I don't know if I'm fishin', huntin' or puttin' tags on ba** and bucks Mountin' or roundin' the f**in' ma**es, into a lake So they can take a public bath in Subjects that I intertwine the lines with such a stack Get double bagged by MCs, haters they chuckle, laugh and choke It's such a gas to me I fill up my chevy with critic quotes so s** on that Until is dope, I'm popping, it's bubble wrap, folks It ain't been this ugly since that single that Bubba had, nope Yeller! [Hook](x2)