Celebrity

Just touch the for very the congress
I ain ’t even home when they ’re talking about me
Fuck all my air when you ’re talking about freedom nigger
Freedom don ’t pay the bills I ’ll all won't love be
You rappers don ’t know me
Neah I ain ’t your homey
If you need em in Ferrari
You told me
I like my wheel chromey
My Bentley my Rolly
My Magnum my..
Soldier make it …
Clear my mind
You ’re looking for trouble
I pop death
You ’re looking to a sun …
..
I ’ve been piping on some hore
Still eating lobster and …
I ’m black like crack over the ..
You don ’t know
Wherever I go the gun goes
We are in the crime
All the time
Am I the ..nigger come and snatch mine
I keep an eye
To see it shine
I might let your ass start this time
While I get this paper paper
While I get this paper
Cause I ’m a celebrity
I don ’t need none of you
Cause I ’m a celebrity
Keep your pockets ..
Cause I ’m a celebrity
Take your feet ..
Cause I ’m a celebrity
An unchanged nigger
Media attention popularity is pressure
Porche panorama
..spend half of the day on
Niggers for days to used to shot sprays on
…
64jumping like the ground is too high
They spot me and chasing niggers down two blocks
Two shots in the air ..niggers ain ’t there
…
It was a paparazzi flash
We are in the crime
All the time
Am I the ..nigger come and snatch mine
I keep an eye
To see it shine
I might let your ass start this time
While I get this paper paper
While I get this paper
Cause I ’m a celebrity
I don ’t need none of you
Cause I ’m a celebrity
Keep your pockets ..
Cause I ’m a celebrity
Take your feet ..
Cause I ’m a celebrity
An unchanged nigger
There are
Enough insults in my head
To fill up a squareswear jar
And have it overflowin'so don't get me goin'
Don't dare start
You'll never see me again,Amelia Airheart
I'm poppin'a wheelie of to a really unfair start
I'm past grindin'for me
Guess I'll just be grounded up
Like Ground Round of a pound of Chuck （?）
Tightly-wound as fuck
'Till the fire marshal's come shut Fire Marshall down,I'm up
I suggest you better shut the fuck up and stop fuckin'around and duck
I aint playin'this time
I told you I'm out for blood
So to say I keep it 100would probably sound reduntant
Like callin'a bitch a hoe
Or askin'a gal to suck,and blow on your dick cock （?）
Is she up for screwin?Down to fuck
It's a mans world and I'm trapped in a land of smut （?）
With 1,000sluts wrapped with muzzles
Runnin'through a house of mutts
Otherword's I'm shuttin'everyone of you bitch's mouths up
And I'm watchin'my language if I tell you to kiss my fuckin'butt
And aint shit changed
My shit still don't stink playa
My thoughts may have gotten staler ever since I became a trailer park celebrity maybe
My complexion became a little pailer
Postage （?）out for white trash
I'm a garbage pale kids,they look yeah （I probably got this whole bar off）
See me all up in your bitch it means I'm a raper
All I got for these hoes is dick duct tape and a stapler
So bitch you better look for table scraps to scrape up
I don't subscribe to the news or the free-press
But homie I get the paper