As promised, Hoodie Allen let loose another song titled 'Fame Is For Assholes' (abbreviated FIFA) premiered on YouTube on February 18 recently. It features Chiddy Bang and was produced by !llmind and Jared Evan. The song is the second single off his upcoming new mixtape Crew Cuts which will be released online for free on February 20, 2013.
Ladies and gentlemen! Here we present Hoodie Allen - Fame Is For Assholes. Fame Is For Assholes lyric performed by Hoodie Allen also available below.
Watch Hoodie Allen ft. Chiddy Bang – Fame Is For Assholes Music Video here
Hoodie Allen Fame Is For Assholes Lyrics :-
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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 twice 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
You are 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’mma 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 (????), damn
Thousand white b-tches in the club and tequlio
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 musicjuzz bastard, look
I’m a fashion crook
So let me take your clothes off, bam
[Hook: Hoodie Allen]
Talk to me, tell me your name
You are 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
Cause fame is for assholes (5x)
[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 attack ho
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 shit is for assholes
Yeah, since I heard they finish first
I’mma appetize then I get that pussy for dessert
Clock, clock in you know I always put in work
Tryna find (????) easy she got designer on her purse
I don’t even know your accolades
I could do that shit 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 are 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
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