Borgore - Fame lyrics

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 tit's 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

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're 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