paroles de chanson Fame (Daniel Fernandes Dub Remix) - Borgore

Fame - Borgore
Borgore is my sugar daddy
I love to wear Fendi
When I'm riding Bentley
I love to wear Prada
When I ride your mother
I got so much money
Don't know how to spend it
Might just buy your bitch
And later I just rent it
Yes I love investments bitches think
That I'm investment
Bitches want a monthly paycheck
So they trying to get pregnant
People want free bottles
So they coming to my table
Say they know me
Or someone on my label
She heard that I'm a DJ
She asks me to fuck her
Really nice tits I ask her
Who's her doctor
'Cause this other girl I fucked
Was insecure during a threesome
Baby you are beautiful just suck me
Till my dick's numb
Fuck I feel dumb
Just checked her on Instagram
Thought she had no boyfriend
But I know her boyfriend
He's a good kid
Bitches have no morals
Bitch will drip in cum
Just for couple dollars
People are fake,
Bitches love fame
They wanna be your friend
Just to mention your name
Yes I love this place
But I hate this city
Everything is perfect
Nothing's really pretty
People are fake,
Bitches love fame
They wanna be your friend
Just to mention your name
Yes I love this place
But I hate this city
Everything is perfect
Nothing's really pretty
I got your bitch tiptoeing
On my yacht deck
You think she loves you
But she fucks me behind your back
Just being smart gotta
Take care of her babies
I'll be blowing hundreds
While you sweat for them twenties
I promised that I'll call her
Now she wants apology
But so is all the people
Who'd been tricked by Scientology
You want apology?
Here goes my apology!
I'm sorry I don't give a fuck
But you're still in love with me
It's probably my Louis V
Or my cool apartment
I don't have a license got Mercedes
Cause I want it
Sex full of cake bitches wanna try it
Making models swallow
Just to fuck their cocaine diet
Just fuck with their dreams bitch
You not an artist
Sleeping with directors
Doesn't make you an actress
Sleeping with producers
Doesn't make you a singer
Sleeping with big dreams
Waking up a stripper
People are fake,
Bitches love fame
They wanna be your friend
Just to mention your name
Yes I love this place
But I hate this city
Everything is perfect
Nothing's really pretty
People are fake,
Bitches love fame
They wanna be your friend
Just to mention your name
Yes I love this place
But I hate this city
Everything is perfect
Nothing's really pretty