Lyrics My Buddy - Deuce

My Buddy

Give me that fame, give me that money
Got no shame for these dummies
Give me that fame, give me that money
It’s my game, don’t act funny
Give me that fame, give me that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain’t my buddy
You sure as hell ain’t gonna get lucky
Give me that fame, give me that money
This is my game, don’t act funny
Call me insane, that’s right, buddy
It’s raining now, it’s gonna get muddy
It’s payback for shit you pulled way back
Playback to when I got played, man
Save that just to keep the pain painless
Now my middle finger’s up in the air, I raise that
Shit’s changing like a fucking rude awakening
No more playing, no more undertaking
Can you hear the articulation?
Are these words getting through to you inside of your head, man?
Fee-fi-fo-fum, dum-diddy-dum
How many dumb motherfuckers wanna get some?
You can’t take this from under my thumb
This rap game ain’t leaving till I’m outdone
Run, run, you don’t want none, punk
Jump, jump when I’m right out front
P-Pop that trunk, boy, here I come, duck
Better check yourself 'fore you come up here, chump
It’s one for the haters all across the globe
Two for the labels trying to stop the show
Three for the homies trying to take the throne
Get ready, set, let’s go
Give me that fame, give me that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain’t my buddy
You sure as hell ain’t gonna get lucky
Give me that fame, give me that money
This is my game, don’t act funny
Call me insane, that’s right, buddy
It’s raining now, it’s gonna get muddy
Oh no, look who’s 'bout to go loco
No more being scared of these bozos
Told you that I’m all about mo' dough
Popos even bump my shit, so don’t
Go broke, give a fuck about your hoe
Show no fear just so you don’t know
Row-row-row your boat, dove go, so
I’m so close to square, ask Dojo’s
I was born and raised, parading SoCal
With some crazy ass motherfucking moguls
Get up off my fucking shoulders
I’m spitting that, shit, ain’t nobody go home, man
Folgers in the morning with all my soldiers?
I ain’t even got to, I told you
You can’t say «hold on»
Bring all the faggot ass foes on
It’s one for the haters all across the globe
Two for the labels trying to stop the show
Three for the homies trying to take the throne
Get ready, set, let’s go
Give me that fame, give me that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain’t my buddy
You sure as hell ain’t gonna get lucky
Give me that fame, give me that money
This is my game, don’t act funny
Call me insane, that’s right, buddy
It’s raining now, it’s gonna get muddy
Watch me while they all say «OMG!»
In the block, fist-pumping that MP3!
I’m not a criminal, I’m just the one behind the scene
Arrested just for flowing on the beat
Look what these people made me out to be!
They don’t know what it’s like to be!
Go get 'em, dawg, let them know «it's over, G»
Ooh-wee, money over everything
Oh, hot damn, you almost got me there, that was a close one
I know you want me, but you can’t get me, bitch-ass faggot
Give me that fame, give me that money
I got no shame for these dummies
Out of my way, you ain’t my buddy
You sure as hell ain’t gonna get lucky
Give me that fame, give me that money
This is my game, don’t act funny
Call me insane, that’s right, buddy
It’s raining now, it’s gonna get muddy
Give me that fame, give me that money
Got no shame for these dummies
Give me that fame, give me that money
This is my game, don’t act funny
Call me insane, that’s right, buddy
It’s raining now, it’s gonna get muddy
Fuck you bitch, you’re my little bitch
Little fucking doggy
I got you on the fucking leash, you little bitch
Yeah, not now, it’s not over yet, bitch