Make You Famous

Just making magic
All day, All night, Yeah nigga
Pussy popping for the paper
Then she upgraded, got into the major
Shawty sad as fuck with a ball player
No prenote, no sign papers, no baby
Either damn she a heathen, Must be a demon
Guess he ain’t sees it, that’s my fault
Met the same demons, passed on the test
And got herself a beamer, word
Coming up she got?
Big ol' booty, she got all the curves
Other bitches tryna hate on her
Stupid cool, she a super nerd
Give a fuck what you niggas heard
Why you bitches tryna hate?
Ya’ll the ones that are fake
She just stepped into the plate
Surely I can make you famous
Girl tell me what your name is
And all the women that you came with
What you thinking, where your brain at?
If you’re in school with your major
Are you interested in a player
Are you interested in this paper
Are you interested in this flavour
Like Ray J. did to Kim, Kim, Kim, Kim
Like a ho to a pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
You be eating steak, eating shrimp shrimp shrimp shrimp
You can have that new ass and some tits, tits, tits, tits
Pussy popping for the paper, whut?
She gonna have to call you later, yup
Twerking up a tornado, whoo
Got the stripperpole on her later, yeah
And nope that’s not a rental
The top’s gone like a ghetto
And all you hoes is Gepetto’s
Haters come and get your medals
She be acting brand new
So I be acting brand new
Gotta get this fondue
Whatever you wanna do
Baby what can I do, because I understand you
And you live in proof that your past won’t haunt you
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