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Famous Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay Bombino
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: julian alexander
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Jay Bombino - Famous Lyrics
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Wanna be famous
Ima putcho on my playlist
Play dis when im in the crib facin fronto leaves w my lil baybe
She been actin freaky lately
Gettin paper on the dailey
F*cked a white hoe last month i think her name was bailey
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Ima putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Ima make a bitch famous
Bitch i came in with the flame when i murder u it wont be painless
Drinkin dis henny got me feelin stuck das why i got so much patience
Takin blunts to the face wit my niggas every smoke session racin
All of yall bad hoes do the most thats why id rather be nameless
I had a dream that i died
Floatin in space, cold in my veins, ice in my eyes
I lost my way, pick it back up, look at me flyin
I live with god and make music in hell, das where i get my diamonds
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Ima putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Imma make a bitch famous
Rippin her right our her velcro niggas be standin still like a scarecrow
You gone get stale bro
Pass me the bail cus i need to get bobby out jail doe
Bitches be mobbin me straight out my hair doe
My nigga ish can go head take care of dose
Gotta get squared off wit all my fan hoes
Niggas got me bent
Ion give a f*ck about ya 2 cent
Imma drop a nigga pocket lint
Ian even innocent
But thats the end of sentence
Like a nigga life he was livin
Now we only see him when he mentioned
When he in another nigga insta
Bio
Tied of hoes playin like a child
Gotta get my money by the mile
Niggas wanna go, but im really tryna smoke and fly low
Play me like a vio-lynn,
Knew i gotta buy you- in
Sick of all this fight-in
And we need some priva-cy
Hand me the lighter- please
Spark on the fire- breathe
We only gettin higher, see
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Imma putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Imma make a bitch famous
Bitch i came in with the flame when i murder u it wont be painless
Drinkin dis henny got me feelin stuck das why i got so much patience
Takin blunts to the face wit my niggas every smoke session racin
All of yall bad hoes do the most thats why id rather be nameless
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English

Wanna be famous
Ima putcho on my playlist
Play dis when im in the crib facin fronto leaves w my lil baybe
She been actin freaky lately
Gettin paper on the dailey
F*cked a white hoe last month i think her name was bailey
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Ima putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Ima make a bitch famous
Bitch i came in with the flame when i murder u it wont be painless
Drinkin dis henny got me feelin stuck das why i got so much patience
Takin blunts to the face wit my niggas every smoke session racin
All of yall bad hoes do the most thats why id rather be nameless
I had a dream that i died
Floatin in space, cold in my veins, ice in my eyes
I lost my way, pick it back up, look at me flyin
I live with god and make music in hell, das where i get my diamonds
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Ima putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Imma make a bitch famous
Rippin her right our her velcro niggas be standin still like a scarecrow
You gone get stale bro
Pass me the bail cus i need to get bobby out jail doe
Bitches be mobbin me straight out my hair doe
My nigga ish can go head take care of dose
Gotta get squared off wit all my fan hoes
Niggas got me bent
Ion give a f*ck about ya 2 cent
Imma drop a nigga pocket lint
Ian even innocent
But thats the end of sentence
Like a nigga life he was livin
Now we only see him when he mentioned
When he in another nigga insta
Bio
Tied of hoes playin like a child
Gotta get my money by the mile
Niggas wanna go, but im really tryna smoke and fly low
Play me like a vio-lynn,
Knew i gotta buy you- in
Sick of all this fight-in
And we need some priva-cy
Hand me the lighter- please
Spark on the fire- breathe
We only gettin higher, see
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Imma putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Imma make a bitch famous
Bitch i came in with the flame when i murder u it wont be painless
Drinkin dis henny got me feelin stuck das why i got so much patience
Takin blunts to the face wit my niggas every smoke session racin
All of yall bad hoes do the most thats why id rather be nameless
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Writer: julian alexander
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