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weenz - local celebrity lyrics

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[intro]
(no no, yeah, yeah
yeah, oh no, yeah, yeah)

[chorus – niamh]
i think i recognize your face
you don’t play it safe
no you don’t
i think i recognize your face
you don’t play it safe
no, no you don’t, you don’t, you don’t

[verse 1 – weenz]
the guy from the video, you know the wan
equine sensation, christmas number two
debatin’ statements on the radio station
man, that’s no way to show your face to the nation
f-ck, fifteen minutes beginnin’, aimin’
to make fifteen minutes into world domination
ten minutes less to get sl-ts misbehaving
when they recognize your face, form a queue and be patient
“rap is black! you pale imitation!”
way too much rhythm for caucasian
blazin’ on stages, great situations
with the game-iest ladies
you can spray your face with anti aging vaseline
half your age, status raised in the game of dna
drop the king and play the ace
make like the wind, blowin’ in her face

[chorus – niamh]
i think i recognize your face
you don’t play it safe
no you don’t
i think i recognize your face
you don’t play it safe
and i don’t know your name

[post chorus – weenz]
oh what a recipe, open sesame
weenz! your local celebrity
how disco, disco, like the seventies
disco like the seventies
oh what a recipe, open sesame
weenz! your local celebrity
how disco, disco, like the seventies
disco like the seventies

[verse 2 – dirt]
you can catch me in a limo, tinted window transit
with a moth tan b-tch who’s the colour orange
she said she’s a big fan, bought all of my d-mn hits
’cause weenz went and told her i was one of the ‘bandits
thinkin’ “get her in the van, man, course she’ll ride”
’til she said “you looked taller in horse outside”
that’s showbiz baby, just a camera trick
sit on my lap, let me show your -rs- a magic trick
feel that finger in your -rs-, ain’t that magic sick?
look, no hands b-tch, with my pants unzipped
i left that jizz embedded in that b-tch in flames
she’s used to getting fisted by z list celebs
but there’s a twist in this tale, little piggy, i’ll head
i’ll be gone before you wake because i p-ssed the bed
i’m your local celebrity, known ’cause i wet the sheets
now i’m headed home and it’s on to the next disease
little filly that saw the video, pity you told me giddy up
fitting you caught a feeling, i’m feeling i caught chlamydia
meaning it wasn’t really appealing to what i’m needing but
got me going crazy the way she got me feelin’ nuts

[chorus – niamh]
i think i recognize your face
you don’t play it safe
no you don’t
i think i recognize your face
you don’t play it safe
but i don’t know your name

[post chorus – weenz]
oh what a recipe, open sesame
weenz! your local celebrity
how disco, disco, like the seventies
disco like the seventies
oh what a recipe, open sesame
weenz! your local celebrity
how disco, disco, like the seventies
disco like the seventies

[verse 3 – weenz]
(why’s he up on stage rappin’ with his shirt off?)
(it’s just his way of expressin-) wait! f-ck off!
you’re missing bigger pictures, fixings and sub-plots
i’m in the mission to get all these limerick sl-ts off
first off; f-ck your b-tch and the clique you claim
“weenz is a ride.” that’s what chicks be sayin’
‘least that’s what the tape in my head is playin’
over and over, posin’ with photos for hoes i see ta ya
hoe, hopin’ to bate one of the slow ones over
at four in the mornin’ before she’s gunna be sober
she’s a fan of the c0ke, can’t stand cola
it goes straight to her hips, she’s got fashion shows to go ta
but big fish, little fish, limerick’s a small pond
rap sk!lls won’t bring limitless tall blondes
jog on the ferris wheel, you long for the seven seas
a local celebrity is all that you’ll ever be
so focus your energy, can’t cope with being
a hopeless non-ent-ty (everybody needs a dream)

[chorus – niamh]
i think i recognize your face
you don’t play it safe
no you don’t
i think i recognize your face
you don’t play it safe
but i don’t know your name
weenz, ohh, your local celebrity
weenz



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