letra de welcome to the fame - vin jay
[chorus]
b-tches rockin’ prada, homies droppin’ commas
keep ’em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
make it rain, go to [?]
take a chain, poppin’ bottles
for the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
b-tches rockin’ prada, homies droppin’ commas
keep ’em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
make it rain, go to [?]
take a chain, poppin’ bottles
for the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
[verse 1]
moving in the game, everybody unpack
drop another tape, then i double my racks
get up in the lamp, then i run it right back
prolly why they ‘member, they be lovin’ my tracks
everybody frozen, lookin’ like mannequins
ain’t really no comparisons, how we making it happen
when these b-tches tryna battle, i pummel ’em, it’s embarr-ssing
i’m going to the dark side, feelin’ like i’m anakin
spit into the group, pop
pull up in a new drop
put me in a rave and i will end up in the boondocks
let me get a drink, f-ck it, i get a few shots
look at the wrist, motherf-cker those moon rocks
and i’ma get ’em like, back to back
a young, wild motherf-cker with [?] to match
i got the fans all flippin’ like acrobatics
and when the white boy k!ll it, that’s aftermath, i’m like-
[chorus]
b-tches rockin’ prada, homies droppin’ commas
keep ’em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
make it rain, go to [?]
take a chain, poppin’ bottles
for the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
b-tches rockin’ prada, homies droppin’ commas
keep ’em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
make it rain, go to [?]
take a chain, poppin’ bottles
for the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
[verse 2]
yeah, gon’ medicate
could a boy levitate
been up in the lev, and the team gon’ detonate
finna back down, ya’ll k!ll’em but are heavy weight
got ’em all shook from the rhymes i generate
man, they know i got unlimited raps
and i’ma spit it with the rhythm ’til the women collapse
and from the minute i kick it, they be givin’ me dabs
i run around the compet-tion like a victory lap
you lookin’ at a veteran, you rappers all irrelevant
i’m all about the benjamin, all a part of my regiment
you hittin’ on a king and you just a f-cking degenerate
the rhymes too sick, i started giving ’em medicine
i’m the only winner that’s left
trouble in the past, but the kid is now blessed
all that dollar dollar, better give me that cheque
’til i’m hopping on the pj, living out west, like-
[chorus]
b-tches rockin’ prada, homies droppin’ commas
keep ’em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
make it rain, go to [?]
take a chain, poppin’ bottles
for the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
b-tches rockin’ prada, homies droppin’ commas
keep ’em talking while you wylin, watch me get some dollars
make it rain, go to [?]
take a chain, poppin’ bottles
for the game, we- we- welcome to the fame, yeah
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