Verse 1 :

Why would I be struggling-artist ?

When I could talk %#@!, and be juggling-arses,
Every day of the week, I'll be smothered-in-large-tits,
Chicks in the club with me guzzling-glasses,

Of Bacardi,
$#&@ life, every day's a party !
Well at least for me, dunno 'bout half-these,

In club tryna be fake G's and barbies,
But do I really care about them?! Pssh , Hardly !
'Long as I'm getting paid-by-the-kart,

Full and everyone sees my name-in-the-charts,
Enough hundred bills to wipe stains-on-my-arse,
And a mansion to see how many planes-I-can-park,

In my garden,
Then I'm cool with spitting jargon,
That don't mean %#@!, and never pushes the margin,

And to the haters i beg your pardon,
But I was born for stardom !



Chorus (Alex Lewis):


I wanna be,
Be famous,
I want everyone to know what my name-is,

I wanna see,
My name in the A-List,
If I aint rich then making music is aimless.



Verse 2 :


Why would I wanna make touching-music ?
As long as the %#@!'s catchy and !@#%s-can-use-it,

To get down low, thrust-their-!@(&-with,
Sniff a line of a !@%!e and $#&@ing loose-it!
So let's get commercialized,

Sell a million tracks and some merchandise,
$#&@ sense ! Man just spurt-some-lies,
And $#&@ a video, let this chick work-her-thighs,

I, wanna be put on some sort-of-a-pedestal,
Just for bringing tracks that are warped-and-forgettable,
$#&@ six different !@^%s-like-a-general,

Wake up with funny little warts-on-my-genitals !
Living the rap star life-like-a-G,
Staying bad with the lyrics but nice-with-the-P's,

$#&@ being the best rapper this side-of-the-sea,
Man a superstar is all .... ( I-wanna-be)



(CHORUS)


Bridge:

So baby get low,

Everyone knows,
I got them hoes!
Money and clothes!

So, worship my toes!
While I bust a pose,
Forget bars and flows,

Na, man i just want dough !



Verse 3 :

It's like, why be creative ? Sex-sells !

Any video with tits in it excels !
And even if you are an artist who gets-shelved,
The industry's already looking for the next-12 !

$#&@ what songs you-can-give !
They just wanna sign up what's lucrative,
Making millions appealing to stupid-kids,

But just think of the lifestyle you-could-live !
Pick a car for every day-just,
Throwing away them P's like you're living in Vegas!
Selling to people in moneyless places,
While you puff a cigar with your hollywood neighbors,

Chicks throwing their bras and their knickers on stages,
Just shameless,
Wanting to test your dick for the flavors,
Ready to $#&@ 'cause they've seen you in papers,
Lewy just tell em what the aim-is....



(CHORUS)