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gheto cookie - rolla famous lyrics

[intro]
mirror on the wall, catch me all by my lonesome
drink some or smoke some
mushrooms tell me i’m chosen
mama tell me i’m bozo
but she still love me
girls still think i’m still bozo
but the b-tches love me

[chorus: kz $nipes]
yeah!
rolla famous
rolla famous
public enemy dangerous
gheto cookie gonna make us
world war 3 is gonna take us
rolla famous
rolla famous
public enemy dangerous
gheto cookie gonna make us
world war 3 is gonna take us
i’m just a hippie boy (and i don’t wanna fight!)
come on and hit me boy! (and b-tch i just might!)
we don’t give a f-ck (we just doin what’s right!)
uncle sam got his gun, but b-tch we got our mics
yeah!

[verse 1: orange juic3]
crusing down on the road
call it 10th street
bumpin that new heat
call it gc
5 years down
got no sleep
now all i wanna do is make beats
black boy in the south
kkk be ridin around
town is cr-p and mostly hated
but it made me rolla famous

[verse 2: vaporize]
rolla famous
that’s the lamest
gc bout to sell out stages
f-ck this place
we makin waves
keepin pace
baking brownies
f-ck the townies
leave this county
gc got new bounties
we keep it h-lla cloudy
b-tch we outty

[instrumental]

[verse 3: the cube]
new to rolla
i ain’t tryna get a dolla
gc, we ballers
give us a holla til we go home
we a bunch of young souls, but we full grown
i don’t smoke dope, i don’t do blow
i keep my mind sharp, so i stay woke
because rolla’s dark like there’s no hope
just a small town with some white folk
ain’t nothing to do here but drink
so many sirens, man i can’t think!
meth heads at night better not blink
edge of sanity, i’m on the brink
beware what you say man, watch yo mouth!
we the young boys and we gettin out
keep a smile, don’t pout
cookie stomps hard with a loud shout
ugh!

[verse 4: pops]
we got a lotta fame
dealing with a big name
and we only came from a small town in show-me
cookie on the mainstage
making yo b-tch rage
turning on a new page
roadies in the backstage
fans goin crazy
making music daily
everyone pay me
making money easy
f-ck all the fake sh-t
we ain’t a counterfeit
movin to the top quick
we won’t ever quit
living in the moment
f-ck the opponents
cookie is chosen to be a f-ckin token
b-tch we ain’t chokin!
[pause]
started on 44
won’t be going south no more
you goin know our name
cuz we got that rolla fame

[outro: pops & the cube]
got that rolla fame
got that rolla fame
got that rolla fame

[instrumental]

- gheto cookie lyrics

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