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I just really wanna make it
You just wanna get faded
I ain't talking bout famous
Nice yard with a nice car
And some nice things for my lady
Momma gon

Holidae In

Snoop Dogg

Jackpot

2003

[Chorus x 2]
(What you doin'?) Nothing, chillin' at the Holiday Inn
(Who you wit'?) Me and my peeps; won't you bring four of your friends?
(What we gon'

In the frontline where the wars at I was with the realest.

Now sit in round table with bosses talking about business.

If you ain’t talking about no

Corn On The Curb

Wiley

Konnichiwa

2016

got me talking crud again
They got-

Yo, fam
Yo, Chip
Talk to me, man
Where are you, though? Who are you with?
I'm on my Js, blud
Fam, man
This

Be on point next time and
Don't be bringing no lames
Cause if you fuck up the next
Time it might make you famous
Might bump into a gunman who
Only want

Nobody gives a shit about real music
Talking feels
Taking booze
Acting hella stupid
Guess every A&R only signs a star
If she the baddest
Posting up

You are who you associate with
Look around at your five closest friends
And that's who you are
If you don't want to be that person
You know what you

18 Months Continuous Mix: Bounce/Bounce [R3hab Remix]/Feel So Close/We]

Calvin Harris

18 Months [Deluxe Edition]

2012

Are we ever gonna feel the same?

Standing in the light till it's over, out of our minds
Someone had to draw a line
We'll be coming back for you one

Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some

feeling famous
You silly bitches ain't care 'bout my feelings
You sit by a screen and you shame us
You talking the talk but not walking the walk
I be

Brainless [Clean]

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

2013

A brain you'd be dangerous" (I'ma prove you wrong)
Mama, I'ma grow one day to be famous
And I'ma be a pain in the anus (I'ma be the bomb)
I'ma use my

a midnight lover
Somebody who gonna pull up just to


Yeah 
i dont really want to get too deep in none of this shit you feel me
Fuck the talking
Fuck the being

on myself, steady getting payment
Just like my drink, never thought you'd be chasing
Talking every day, phone buzzing like I'm famous
I'm not complaining,

you better not take it

Riding around the A with your bitch in here naked
She said it do not fit so I tell that lil bitch make it
Finish with your hoe,

Fuck you talking bout
Money what we talking bout
If that ain't what you talking bout
Then we ain't got nothing to talk about
Fuck you talking bout
Money

You reach for the stars
Got everything you always dreamed
Or thought about
And everyone knows who you are

Never gets boring
And haters in your face you

the sky
Joseph, we'll never forget you
It's tough but we're gonna get by

There's one more angel in heaven
There's one more star in the sky
Joseph,

Got a bad bitch laying naked on the mattress
Pillow talking reminisce on days when we ain't have shit
Roll the windows down and ride around escaping

banger after banger you'll have to respect me
Just want to help people and ascend
A lot of people ain't gonna make it by 2030
They're depopulating

can tell you who real through the eyes, don't need a hand sign
I've been tryna tell ya'll, he a fish, he the canned type
If it's me against you, I'm def

The Juggla

Insane Clown Posse

Carnival of Carnage

1992

What's up bitch, let me get the shot
Right here and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am I like this, like that
Why are you like that, like this
The ghetto

can't ever change it
I'll shoot anybody who appears to me as basic (Bang)
If the weed ain't laced already bitch then Imma lace it
If you're talking crazy

Greatest God greatest king
Till thy kingdom come
Overcome our greatest joy
Are you greater than my Jesus no
Are you famous like my Jesus no no no
Check am in

call me Snowflake
Hol' up wait a second, you know
What I make a second, nigga
All my pockets pregnant, nigga
All yo' pockets naked
Got the sauce I got