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Featuring Chiddy Bang Yeah, yeah First team b*tch Stop - Hoodie time [Verse 1: Hoodie Allen] B*tches bow down, don't even know me Told me I'm a dog like Odie And I only f*ck with crazy girls like I'm home like I'm Brodie Made her come trice like Obie, damn So I don't shop at Alexander McQueen (why?) I don't even know what that mean Tryna live life on an everyday scheme The minute you met me was kind of a wet dream, well We don't got that in common (common) These b*tches want the Action Bronson (Bronson) I give a little Magic Johnson Then she wanna hold my wand like Emma Watson Oh they mad cause I got flow And these other rappers cheesy like a nacho So my pockets getting bigger like Levato But you ain't got no f*ckin' Hoodie in your Serato? [Hook: Hoodie Allen] Talk to me, tell me your name SongtexteYou want my life, I want the same You say that it's meant to be, it's meant to be You ain't no celebrity, so stop Cause fame is for assholes [Verse 2: Hoodie Allen] Hold up, stop, came here with a mission They didn't pick me first like I'm Griffin But I don't give a f*ck, no luck I got 20/20 vision I can see like everything he missin' Got a bad b*tch, she my cash cow, she my cash cow I'ma make a million dollars so I have her pass out Pass blunts, babe, I can get you Emma Stoned And I don't ever leave my bed alone Tryna tell my future like Cleo Tell me I'm the one, treat the kid like he Neo, damn Thousand white b*tches in the club, that's a kilo Let me spill this cash like the Rio, Grande I'm all about the ass and bush That's why they lookin' at me like I'm Ashton Kush I'm a bastard, look I'm a fashion crook So let me take your clothes off, bang [Hook: Hoodie Allen] Talk to me, tell me your name You want my life, I want the same You say that it's meant to be, it's meant to be You ain't no celebrity, so stop Cause fame is for assholes [x4] [Verse 3: Chiddy Bang] Stop - Chiddy time I hear girl like "come to the telly" Hit me on the phone you could run to the celly Just walked in, why they lookin' at me doe? Girl you the bomb, could we lay like Frito? I got my jacket for you if you a tad cold Swack ho, probably gettin' tail like a tadpole First time I seen her man she wave like a flagpole She tryna f*ck fame but that sh*t is for assholes Yeah, since I heard they finish first I'ma appetize then I get that pussy for dessert Clock, clock in you know I always put in work Tryna find her is easy, she got designer on her purse I don't even know your accolades I could do that sh*t in half a day Act brand new but that's okay Cause I'm about to get the cat, Anne Hathaway, hey! [Hook: Hoodie Allen] Talk to me, tell me your name You want my life, I want the same You say that it's meant to be, meant to be You ain't no celebrity, so stop Cause fame is for assholes [x3] You say that it's meant to be, meant to be You ain't no celebrity, so stop Cause fame is for assholes Aus Songtexte Mania