I love you, (Yeah, yeah) I'll treat you (Yeah, yeah) I love you, (Yeah, yeah) I'll you right (Yeah, yeah)
I got for you (Give it to me, girl) I got for you (Give it, huh) I got for you (Give it to me, girl) I got for you
Yo, yo, yo, ignore the amateurs, you're rolling the glamorous See all the clamor for the lights and the get scared when the glances turn amorous Exposed to the heat, they go yellow an amethyst
Used to be purple like the cannabis from welts and the Used to scream, help, it was Escaped into the night with her life A betrayal she described as a in the back
cold killer, you'd probably shudder At the amount of blood flowing the Hollywood gutter All because of the appetite for dreams that eat you up inside She on your mind probably you up at night
15 minutes, that's all she really Director yell cut, and we see how you really Stay in the game, stay in the Say her name, fame,
I love you, (Skip the foreplay) I'll you right (That's what all say) I you, baby (Skip the foreplay) I'll you right (Yeah)
I got for you (Give it to me, girl) I got for you (Give it, huh) I got for you (Give it to me, girl) I got for you
Yo, yo She's so fleeting, she's so deceiving, so misleading She cut 'em and bleeding, she got 'em overeating She's so hot, pop, she's overheating Her gun, American, her rum, Puertorican
She's like a monkey on your back, 'till you start to She'll make you famous like the of Strapped The heart of the fact, to that, she got a target on your back Follow you you drown in the sea of your sorrow
You overdose, she got you over, she got the It's not a joke, how she got 'em she tried the coke And designer, from the kind of drugs she do To the when she get tired of loving you
I hear them swear they need her and throw dirt on her name I'm out for the fortune, Fame I hear them swear they don't her and throw dirt on her name I'm out for the fortune, Fame
I you, baby (Skip the foreplay) treat you right (That's what all say) I love you, (Skip the foreplay) treat you right (Yeah)
I got for you (Give it to me, girl) I got for you (Give it, huh) I got for you (Give it to me, girl) I got for you
Yo, yo The mother cried, the was a caterpillar he fell in love with Fame 'cause he had to feel her The model hot, she shots, straight Tequila The bottles pop, she love you but can't wait to you
She in the bushes, she the paparazzi Her sex way faster than a Mazarati Every relationship is work, is not a hobby She make you famous Beyonce then she got your body
How she grimy like a lobby But still snooty, pack Louis and act bourgey She a ghost 'cause I shudder when she pass through me She yell, cut and you acting, it's your last movie
She got you in the gym, she got you in the spa Staring at the man in the mirror who you are You're a superstar she pass on you Take a picture, it will longer, word
I you, baby (Skip the foreplay) I'll you right (That's what all say) I you, baby (Skip the foreplay) I'll treat you (Yeah)
I got for you (Give it to me, girl) I got for you (Give it, huh) I got for you (Give it to me, girl) I got for you
Yo, yo I you, baby I love you, I'll treat you
I got for you I got for you I got for you I got for you