Lyrics SO FAMOUS - Watsky feat. Garth
Oh
my
god,
he's
so
famous
Oh
my
god,
I'm
so
famous
Oh
my
god,
we're
so
famous
It's
too
easy
Draw—
bang!—
while
the
dummies
re-load
If
you
wanna
win
the
game,
why
not
use
the
cheat
code
Check
out
all
the
suckers
stuck
in
traffic
on
high
road
While
you're
doing
90
with
your
wide
load
on
the
shoulder
You
could
get
to
Scotland
in
a
hot
sec
If
you're
ready
to
go
swimming
in
the
fuckin
Loch
Ness
If
you
knuckle
up,
swinging
at
the
fuckin
wasp
nest
Let
the
competition
drop
like
a
pretty
prom
dress
Go
buck,
folks
love
a
hot
mess
Who
gives
a
fuck
who
you
fuck
in
the
process
Want
press?
We
love
it
when
you're
shameless
We
want
to
make
you
famous
Click
click
I
heard
a
camera
flash
That
pic
worth
two
stacks,
so
run
my
cash
In
the
morning
you
hoes'll
be
nameless
As
for
me
and
my
crew—
famous
Oh
my
god,
he's
so
famous
Oh
my
god,
I'm
so
famous
Oh
my
god,
we're
so
famous
It's
too
easy
You
make
em
look
at
you
and
make
em
say
ooh
You
get
the
duchets
yeah
you
make
em
pay
you
You
fill
your
pockets
and
they
cannot
say
boo
You
don't
have
to
like
it
But
your
rent
they're
gonna
hike
it
Doesn't
take
a
psychic
You
know
that's
the
way
that
it
is
You
don't
gotta
fight
it
Get
the
crowd
excited
Get
the
flame
ignited
Will
you
grab
em
by
the
heart
(They
won't
let
me
go)
Are
you
gonna
play
your
part
(baby,
every
show)
Were
you
born
to
be
a
star
(You
already
know)
Click
click
I
heard
a
camera
flash
Show
me
three
stacks
and
I'll
shake
some
ass
By
tomorrow
you
hoes'll
be
nameless
As
for
me
and
my
crew—
famous
Oh
my
god,
I'm
so
famous!
Oh
my
god,
we're
so
famous!
It's
too
easy
Look
at
my
outrage
I'm
so
mad
I
might
just
park
you
on
the
front
page
Make
you
sit
there
til
you
really
had
a
good
think
Man
the
devil
really
thought
he
had
us
hoodwinked
Winking
all
the
way,
to
the
belly
of
the
piggybank,
full
Horns
to
the
china
if
you're
really
that
bull
Let
the
sheep
keep
bleating
while
you're
slanging
that
wool
What
stunts
are
you
will
to
pull
How
far
would
you
go
for
some
access
How
tight
is
your
back
pressed
to
the
wall?
Baby
Could
you
lie
with
your
whole
chest?
Warm
blood,
turn
it
cold
flesh
I'm
appalled
You
might
run
the
carnival
But
I'm
clicking
on
your
article
(oh
no)
Thinking
I'm
the
better
man
But
you're
living
in
my
head
again
(oh,
oh
no)
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