SO FAMOUS - Watsky, Garth

Oh my god, he’s so famous

Oh my god, I’m so famous

Oh my god, we’re so famous

It’s too easy

Draw, bang, while the dummies reload

If you wanna win the game, why not use the cheat code?

Check out all the suckers stuck in traffic on high road

While you’re doing ninety with your wide load on the shoulder

You could get to Scotland in a hot sec

If you’re ready to go swimming in the fuckin' Loch Ness

If you knuckle up, swinging at the fuckin' wasp nest

Let the competition drop like a pretty prom dress

Go buck, folks love a hot mess

Who gives a fuck who you fuck in the process?

Want press? We love it when you’re shameless

We want to make you famous

Click, click

I heard a camera flash

That pic worth two stacks, so run my cash

In the morning, you hoes’ll be nameless

As for me and my crew, famous

Oh my god, he’s so famous

Oh my god, I’m so famous

Oh my god, we’re so famous

It’s too easy

You make 'em look at you and make 'em say «ooh»

You get the duchets, yeah, you make 'em pay you

You fill your pockets and they cannot say «boo»

You don’t have to like it

But your rent, they’re gonna hike it

Doesn’t take a psychic

You know that’s the way that it is

You don’t gotta fight it

Get the crowd excited

Get the flame ignited

Will you grab 'em by the heart?

(They won’t let me go)

Are you gonna play your part?

(Baby, every show)

Were you born to be a star?

(You already know)

Click, click

I heard a camera flash

Show me three stacks and I’ll shake some ass

By tomorrow, you hoes’ll be nameless

As for me and my crew, famous

Look at my outrage

I’m so mad, I might just park you on the front page

Make you sit there 'til you really had a good think

Man, the devil really thought he had us hoodwinked

Winking all the way to the belly of the piggy bank, full

Horns to the china if you’re really that bull

Let the sheep keep bleating while you’re slanging that wool

What stunts are you will to pull?

How far would you go for some access?

How tight is your back pressed to the wall? Baby

Could you lie with your whole chest?

Warm blood, turn it cold flesh

I’m appalled

You might run the carnival

But I’m clicking on your article (Oh no)

Thinking I’m the better man

But you’re living in my head again (Oh, oh no)