Famous - KiLLA CAiN by Killa Cain Lyrics
Famous - KiLLA CAiN
- Bridge -
Shorty on stage, front page
What you dealing wit?
Seen you round the way
10 toes, to the ceiling bitch
I been pimpin hoes since Rocky four
But the realest the shit
Is when I’m on the road, world cold
But I’ll be there bitch!
Chorus x2
She came to my city to get famous
Dancing on stage for the strangers
Only get, respect, for the paper
Now we up! middle fingers to them haters..
Verse 1
She came to my city to get caked up
12 o’clock, on the dot, for the wake up
South America, pass thru Jamaica
Don’t make a nigga get the shoes for them haters
Wake em up, stomp em out for trying to play us
Gettin in a nigga way a get you famous
I don’t play, lil bitch you better pay up
Got the strip on lock, nigga way up
Chorus x2
She came to my city to get famous
Dancing on stage for the strangers
Only get respect for the paper
Now we up! middle fingers to them haters..
Verse 2
She came to my city, looking pretty
Lord forgive me
The thoughts that she give me, looking back, throwing kitty
You know we chitty chitty, bang bang if ya wit me
You know my gang slang, all them bitches trying a kill me
Love it how we sleng teng, round the corner in the Benzie
Ya bitch drippin off the seat, every time I’m in it
You Only Live Once, fuck the friends who ain’t wit me
Catch me on ya corner once, strapped up wit a Semi...
Chorus x2
She came to my city to get famous
Dancing on stage for the strangers
Only get respect for the paper
Now we up! middle fingers to them haters..
- Bridge -
Shorty on stage, front page
What you dealing wit?
Seen you round the way
10 toes, to the ceiling bitch
I been pimpin hoes since Rocky four
But the realest the shit
Is when I’m on the road, world cold
But I’ll be there bitch!
Come on in, n have a seat, be a greedy bitch
You could have the whole world, in ya hands, I mean it bitch
Life will take its toll, but we growin old n wheelin it
You want someone to hold, grab the money fold, love be in it
- Bridge -
Shorty on stage, front page
What you dealing wit?
Seen you round the way
10 toes, to the ceiling bitch
I been pimpin hoes since Rocky four
But the realest the shit
Is when I’m on the road, world cold
But I’ll be there bitch!
Chorus x2
She came to my city to get famous
Dancing on stage for the strangers
Only get, respect, for the paper
Now we up! middle fingers to them haters..
Verse 1
She came to my city to get caked up
12 o’clock, on the dot, for the wake up
South America, pass thru Jamaica
Don’t make a nigga get the shoes for them haters
Wake em up, stomp em out for trying to play us
Gettin in a nigga way a get you famous
I don’t play, lil bitch you better pay up
Got the strip on lock, nigga way up
Chorus x2
She came to my city to get famous
Dancing on stage for the strangers
Only get respect for the paper
Now we up! middle fingers to them haters..
Verse 2
She came to my city, looking pretty
Lord forgive me
The thoughts that she give me, looking back, throwing kitty
You know we chitty chitty, bang bang if ya wit me
You know my gang slang, all them bitches trying a kill me
Love it how we sleng teng, round the corner in the Benzie
Ya bitch drippin off the seat, every time I’m in it
You Only Live Once, fuck the friends who ain’t wit me
Catch me on ya corner once, strapped up wit a Semi...
Chorus x2
She came to my city to get famous
Dancing on stage for the strangers
Only get respect for the paper
Now we up! middle fingers to them haters..
- Bridge -
Shorty on stage, front page
What you dealing wit?
Seen you round the way
10 toes, to the ceiling bitch
I been pimpin hoes since Rocky four
But the realest the shit
Is when I’m on the road, world cold
But I’ll be there bitch!
Come on in, n have a seat, be a greedy bitch
You could have the whole world, in ya hands, I mean it bitch
Life will take its toll, but we growin old n wheelin it
You want someone to hold, grab the money fold, love be in it