Famous

[Verse 1 - Smiles Again] Mum said quit the hopeless rap songs And grow the fuck up and mow the back lawn But I'ma keep pencilling scripts until I'm revving some whips And MTV Cribs is emptying my fridge I'm so dope, I'll be stress free With a Bentley and a jet ski by next week Sponsored by Pepsi, Motorola Nokia and Coca-Cola I'ma spit flows like a shit hose 'Til every kid knows that I'm rich, yo And I'm in a mink coat in Sting's home 'nd this song is the ringtone on Pink's phone Radio play it over and over 'Til people suspect I'm the owner of Nova I'ma flow 'til Oprah re-opens her show Just to give me a go on her sofa 'nd of course I'll be drinking Crys' lots 'nd hip hop's bought me a wrist watch So large people think it's a big clock Ticks so loud people near me get pissed off I can't wait 'til I'm named in the pages of greatness And haters are praising my anus And I'm draped in a bracelet and chain I'm ashamed to parade but they make me look famous [Chorus - Ernst Carter Jnr] When I do what I love I feel famous, so famous Like I've been sent from above Who can blame us, who can blame us When I do what I love I feel famous, so famous Like I've been sent from above Who can blame us, who can blame us [Verse 2 - Willow] Now it seems to me that money's contagious A place where the almighty dollar's a language Drinks in the club, bubble gum flavoured And birds on each arm like they want what you came with Want what you came with, ain't sorry to say it Watch your TV for a whole lot of famous Don't get in to clubs, who wants to be nameless? Well wait 'til they see me all up in the majors Acting sick, I been macking chicks On an acid trip in a flashy whip "Say high roller," stackin' chips And put a smile on my face when cameras click Live fast, live large I'm the kid that's waiting for inspiration To kick the gates in and find me down in the basement Crystal gazing like shit's amazing Syd City, fear and loathing Mind state's melting, seize the moment Keep it exciting to keep me going Wired in public's free promotion With a sturdy mansion, no caved-in roof I walk through the place in snakeskin boots Nah I ain't got shit, I got shit to say So just close your eyes and let's drift away [Chorus] [Bridge - Smiles Again & Willow] x2 I don't take my wife beaters to the dry cleaners Or get stopped by divas every five metres But when I do what I love I feel (so famous) So famous Underdog status that will bloom an artist With eyes wide open, no Gucci glasses Sent from above like (who can blame us) Who can blame us [Chorus]