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Fame

(album: B.o.B Presents: The Adventures Of Bobby Ray - 2010)


Hell Squad On Deck
Hell Squad On Deck
Hell Squad On Deck

Hey hey do you wanna be famous
Everywhere you go, people know what your name is
Everyone you know, trying to tell you you changing
They wanna taste that
Fame (that) fame (that) fame (that) fame (that) fame

Famous, everybody wanna be famous
Most people wanna just taste it
Other people trynna just sneak in the VIP and chill with the big faces
They don't really see them changes, when the fame hits
When I'm up on the stage they sing it as soon as I step up they hate it
And I'm saying I really ain't with that complaining just look at the picture I'm painting
Yeah I pay my rent, vacation then
Take trips all around the equator then
Come back to the A hit the stage again
Then I go up in that booth where they caged me in
Feel regular but then I go insane again
If you witness the condition that my brain is in
You would see I'm in hell where Satan is
Hardest thing to do is maintain a friend
Cause everybody tryna get paid from me
But fuck it, this the entertainment biz
So let the games begin, I mean let the flames begin
Hey, I'm just trained in this
A lot of everybody didn't get paid from it
I'm famous

Hey hey do you wanna be famous
Everywhere you go, people know what your name is
Everyone you know, trying to tell you you changing
They wanna taste that
Fame (that) fame (that) fame (that) fame (that) fame

Popular, everybody wanna be popular
Little kids just be watching us through binoculars
And then they go to school and copy us
But hey I'm not knocking y'all
But how can y'all not see it's obvious
Cause cops just be plottin on us
When the paparazzi be spotting us
Cause everybody just wanna be on MTV or BET, yo
Maybe sees an MVP or maybe even just popping the queen
But everybody can't be a G, O to the D
And everybody can't B, O to the B
But I don't know maybe this is just how it's supposed to be
But this is what'll happen to y'all
You know crazy and beat up trucks
The tabloids saying that you're hooked on drugs
You cutting up your face then sew it back up
But look it's plain to see
Ain't nothing in this game gone be changing me
Imma always B, O to the B me me
I'm famous

Hey hey do you wanna be famous
Everywhere you go, people know what your name is
Everyone you know, trying to tell you you changing
They wanna taste that
Fame fame fame fame fame

Everywhere you go they just wanna be stars
Everyone you know wanna drive a fancy car
Everyone you know want you to buy at the bar
They wanna taste that fame fame fame fame (everywhere we go, everywhere we go now)

Hey hey do you wanna be famous
Everywhere you go, people know what your name is
Everyone you know, trying to tell you you changing
They wanna taste that
Fame fame fame fame fame

Hey hey do you wanna be famous
Everywhere you go, people know what your name is
Everyone you know, trying to tell you you changing
They wanna taste that
Fame fame fame fame fame

Hell Squad On Deck
Hell Squad On Deck
Hell Squad On Deck
Fame fame fame fame fame

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