sam mcgrath - almost famous lyrics
[hook: raspy & $am]
rip the top off the coupe
iced out chain and my cowboy boots
and it’s like a hundred to get through
b+tches on ten and they bringing out the booze
and it’s +
wockhardt to the roof (yea)
iced out chain i got shawty getting loose
i got, 2 cups i might pour another duece
i got model b+tches calling we just might just make the news (yeaaah)
tell lil’ shawty pipe down if she ready or not
i got b+tches out of town they be ready for plots
i got all designer drugs, i got molly & rocks
cuz if you f+ckin’ with my gang then be ready for shots
[verse 1: raspy]
i got my .45 tucked in my denim today (uhhh)
i’m with this girl from thе bronx but my b+tch in la (uhhh)
spent like 40 on the watch but it’s plain in thе face (yeaah)
i just do it for the money give a f+ck bout the fame (yea yea)
but my b+tch bad and my whip fast too boy (yea yea)
first class every time i come through boy (yea yea)
pour a four inside my cup it ain’t no blue boy (yea yea)
i smoke that sh+t that’d get him stuck just like glue boy (d+mn)
[hook: raspy & $am]
rip the top off the coupe
iced out chain and my cowboy boots
and it’s like a hundred to get through
b+tches on ten and they bringing out the booze
and it’s +
wockhardt to the roof (yea)
iced out chain i got shawty getting loose
i got, 2 cups i might pour another duece
i got model b+tches calling we just might just make the news (yeaaah)
tell lil’ shawty pipe down if she ready or not
i got b+tches out of town they be ready for plots
i got all designer drugs, i got molly & rocks
cuz if you f+ckin’ with my gang then be ready for shots
[verse 2: $am]
all night trappin getting wasted
i just travel round the world i’m almost famous
i just got two girls i don’t know what there name is
she just wanna f+ck with me she thinks i’m famous
i just poured me a deuce
i got like nothing to lose
all my b+tches be like plural
i just f+ck them in twos
or i might f+ck them and leave
all my b+tches chinese
eyes low all red i’m just smoking my trees
[hook: raspy & $am]
rip the top off the coupe
iced out chain and my cowboy boots
and it’s like a hundred to get through
b+tches on ten and they bringing out the booze
and it’s +
wockhardt to the roof (yea)
iced out chain i got shawty getting loose
i got, 2 cups i might pour another duece
i got model b+tches calling we just might just make the news (yeaaah)
tell lil’ shawty pipe down if she ready or not
i got b+tches out of town they be ready for plots
i got all designer drugs, i got molly & rocks
cuz if you f+ckin’ with my gang then be ready for shots
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