my buddy gimme that

Deuce

Give me that fame, give me that money
(Yeah, that s what I want, all that shit)
Got no shame for these dummies
(Fuck no, motherfuckers, fucking pussies)
Give me that fame, give me that money
(Yeah, yeah! Uh-huh, uh-huh!)
This is my game, don t act funny
(It s my game, bitch, yeah, come on!)

Give me that fame, give me that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain t my buddy
You sure as hell ain t gonna get lucky
Give me that fame, give me that money
This is my game, don t act funny
Call me insane, that s right, buddy
It s raining now, it s gonna get muddy

It s payback for shit you pulled way back
Playback to when I got played, matt
Say that just to keep the pain painless
Now my middle finger s up in the air, I raise that
Shit s changing like a fucking rude awakening
No more playing, no more undertaking
Can you hear the articulation?
Are these words getting through to you inside of your head, man?

Fee-fi-fo-fum, dum-diddy-dum
How many dumb motherfuckers wanna get some?
You can t take this from under my thumb
This rap game ain t leaving till I m outdone
Run, run, you don t want none, punk
Jump, jump when I m right out front
Pop that trunk, boy, here I come, duck
Better check yourself fore you come up here, chump

It s one for the haters all across the globe
Two for the labels trying to stop the show
Three for the homies trying to take the throne
Get ready, set, let s go

Oh no, look who s bout to go loco
No more being scared of these bozos
Told you that I m all about mo dough
Popos even bump my shit, so don t
Go broke, give a fuck about your hoe
Show no fear just so you don t know
Row, row, row your boat, don t go so
I m so close to, swear, ask dojos
I was born and raised, right in socal
With some crazy ass motherfucking nobles
Get up off my fucking shoulders
I m spitting that shit, ain t nobody go home, man

Folgers in the morning with all my soldiers
I ain t even got to, I told ya
You can t say hold up
Bring all the faggot ass foes on

Watch me while they all say omg!
In the back, fist-bumping that mp3
I m not a criminal, I m just the one behind the scene
Arrested just for flowing on the beat
Look what these people made me out to be
They don t know what it s like to be
Go get them, dawg, let them know it s over, g
Ooh-wee, money over everything

Oh, damn you almost got me there, that was a close one
I know you want me but you can t me get, bitch ass faggot

Give me that fame!
(That s what I want, bitch)
Give me that money!
(All that shit)
Got no shame!
(Fucking dummies)
For these dummies!
(Fucking posers!)
Give me that fame, give me that money
This is my game, don t act funny
Call me insane, that s right, buddy
It s raining now, it s gonna get muddy

Fucking bitch, you re my little bitch
Little fucking doggy
I got you on the fucking leash, you little bitch
Yeah, nah-nah, it s not over yet, bitch