Lyrics Celibate Celebrity - New Beat Fund

I bought a cell phone from a celibate celebrity
For a bag of shwag and a couple hits of ecstacy.
I turned it on and some random chick texted me
Nudie pics of her spreadin′ her butt cheeks.

So what do I do? Take it to the news,
They put it up on Youtube.
I showed all my friends, who showed all their friends,
Put it in a text press send.
Bitch blew up, shit got huge,
Hope I don't end up sued.
Went to the mail, a letter for me,
And a check for a hundred G′s

Hey now baby finding out, what you're working out.
I guess its alright, looking for love in the middle of the night.
Hey now baby freakin' out, won′t you calm it down.
I guess its alright, looking for you in the middle of the night.

Now I′m the papa, of the paparazzi lottery.
Don't work for fellas, so Tiger Woods don′t try to bother me!
Won't catch me snappin′ from the trees or on the streets.
My photos come to me, I leave that shit to TMZ.

So what do I do? Take it to the news,
They put it up on Youtube.
I showed all my friends, who showed all their friends,
Put it in a text press send.
Fame has gone to my head,
Better not wind up dead.
At my trial chicks still shout,
Hope a picture of my ass gets out!

Hey now baby finding out, what you're working out.
I guess its alright, looking for love in the middle of the night.
Hey now baby freakin′ out, won't you calm it down.
I guess its alright, looking for you in the middle of the night.

HEY HO

Hey now baby finding out, what you're working out.
I guess its alright, looking for love in the middle of the night.
Hey now baby freakin′ out, won′t you calm it down.
I guess its alright, looking for you in the middle of the night.