FameI m the man that takes things over
Fame makes me loosehard to swallow
Fame puts me there where things are hollow
Fame

Fame
It s not your brainit s just the flame
The bitch is gonna get your ends
SLAIN!

(You know I need the moneyI will get the money
Cos I need the cashhey c mon gotta get it)
(You know I need the moneyI will get the money
Cos I need the cashhey c mon gotta get it)

Chorus: RC

Famewhat you like is in the limo
Fametake it now there s no tomorrow
Famewhat you need you ll have to borrow
Fame

Fame
Nine is fineit plays for time
I ma lemme hit you from be-hind
FameFame

Fame
A bullet for meI bust it for you
I love it when you grab my gun
Fame
Famewhat s your name? What s your name? What s your name?
Say my name? Say my name? Say my name?

[King Tee]

The world s famousrugged with the superstar persona
Rough designerthe chubby alcoholic rhymer
Big timerI m known in places I haven t even been
Executed styles behind men
Oh GodI preach that old Hudd City gospel
My look s hostilehittin Remy from the bottle
The fame is like I m possessed wit game
And everywhere I gohos screamin my name
But I m rollinnot that my bald head s swollen
I m towinya fixed upthey d rather see ya broken
I m scopin often where the spotlights shine
Me and my crew drinkin tryin ta have a good time
But folks watchinwearin khakis or Versace
They try to mack mecaught up in the papparazzi
I ma look what the hogg had become
A top notch nigga with the fame game

Outro: RC

Is it any wonderI ll reject ya first
Fame Fame Fame Fame
Is it any wonderyour heart s too cold to fool
Fame Fame Fame Fame

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