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Dr Dre - Fame
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Fame, Im the man that takes things over Fame makes me loose, hard to swallow Fame puts me there where things are hollow Fame Fame Its not your brain, its just the flame The bitch is gonna get your ends Slain! (you know I need the money, I will get the money Cos I need the cash, hey cmon gotta get it) (you know I need the money, I will get the money Cos I need the cash, hey cmon gotta get it) Chorus: rc Fame, what you like is in the limo Fame, take it now theres no tomorrow Fame, what you need youll have to borrow Fame Fame Nine is fine, it plays for time Ima lemme hit you from be-hind Fame, fame Fame A bullet for me, I bust it for you I love it when you grab my gun Fame Fame, whats your name? whats your name? whats your name? Say my name? say my name? say my name? [king tee] The worlds famous, rugged with the superstar persona Rough designer, the chubby alcoholic rhymer Big timer, Im known in places I havent even been Executed styles behind men Oh god, I preach that old hudd city gospel My looks hostile, hittin remy from the bottle The fame is like Im possessed wit game And everywhere I go, hos screamin my name But Im rollin, not that my bald heads swollen Im towin, ya fixed up, theyd rather see ya broken Im scopin often where the spotlights shine Me and my crew drinkin tryin ta have a good time But folks watchin, wearin khakis or versace They try to mack me, caught up in the papparazzi Ima look what the hogg had become A top notch nigga with the fame game Outro: rc Is it any wonder, Ill reject ya first Fame fame fame fame Is it any wonder, your hearts too cold to fool Fame fame fame fame
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