Testo For The Fame - Album Version - Tyga feat. Chris Brown & Wynter Gordon
Testo della canzone For The Fame - Album Version (Tyga feat. Chris Brown & Wynter Gordon), tratta dall'album Careless World: Rise Of The Last King
She ain't in it for the fame
For the fame, for the fame, for the fa-a-me
She ain't in it for the fame
For the fame
For the fame
She said that she ain't in it for the fame
For the fame, for the fa-a-me
She said that she ain't in it for the- Uh, needs no intro
Tyga, she already know
She don't know?
Come and spend the night with me and tell me what you into
Into?
Uh, can I take you home?
Wake up in the morn'
Yeah
My, my side of the bed
Next minute I'm gone
You smile too, I'd probably smile if I was you
Always keep it real with me and I'ma keep it real with you
Her friends like "How you gonna handle him?" Both: Always
Hiding from the camera 'cause she ain't in it for the fame
Yeah
For the fame
For the fa-a-me
She said that she ain't in it for the fame
For the fame, for the pa-a-me
Yeaaah, yeaaaah
I ain't in it for the fame, I ain't tryna play the game
Boy, you know I'm down for you
Oh
Ooh, I don't need your money, no
I ain't in it for the show
Wanna love ya, said that I ain't in for the fame
So what you here for?
Is you really down for sure?
Let me know, fly you out to anywhere you wanna go
Same night, new ice, flashing lights, baby I can change your life
But she don't really want none of...
Homie tryna holla but she only be wanting my love, my love
Being on a magazine, movie screen, she ain't never seen...
That she ain't in it for the fame
Yea!
Haha Yea!
Ohhh Said that she ain't in it for the fame
Ooohhhh I ain't need yo money,no
Yeaaaaa All the timeeeeeee Wanna love ya, sayin' that I ain't in it
For the fame Shawty I gotta real honest, cuz I got thing for you
Boy I do everything I promise,so what you wanna Do?
Boy i want you and i knew u wanted me,why dont
Put it one me Cuz your like whatcha see Ah!
Hands up stick up the crowd I wanna hear you shout it out
Young money in the house show you where them dollars bout Hey yeah!
Ghetto girls loud mouth quiet chicks never pout
Point them out they all good as long she ain't...
Haha She ain't in it for the fame
Yeah Yeah For the fame
For the fa-a-me Ooohhhhhh yeah Said that she ain't in it for the fame
For the fame,for the pa ame,yeeahh yeaaa Wanna love ya
Said that i ain't in it for the fammmmmm Yeaa ah ha...
She ain't' into the fame yeah,yeah No I ain't into the fame no
She ain't into the fame yeaaah yeeeah
She aint it for the fammmmmm yeeeaaaahhhhhh
Hieeeeeaaaaa For thhe fammmmmmeee
Shes aint in it for the fame shee aaaint
.She aint i... for thee fa-a-me...
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Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Michael Stevenson, Wynter Gordon, Jess Reed Jackson
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