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Congratulations (Feat. Rico Love & TA) (Produced By Eric Hudson)

Fat Joe
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He thinks he's Jay, she thinks she's B-day Singin' in the mirror, they thinkin' Z-Zay Blue Lamborghini cause you heard Jeezy Yeah your block is hot but you're not Weezy First class flights, star for a night Be like Russell, have a model for a wife See Larey Schwartz, go and cop some ice Hey, even if you're dumb you'll still be bright Yeah, the red carpet, flashing lights Joan Rivers, shake face, lookin' extra tight Herve A. Leger, lookin' extra right And let me guess, man, you're probably having sex tonight And you're probably gonna give a rapper head tonight And when you just come off you see the cellulite Then off you go, let the trumpets blow Spotlight is off, yeah, it's the end of the show You know Everybody wants to be famous But the famous ones want to be left alone 'Cause who really wants to go through these changes? Paparazzi snapping pictures at your home Congratulations, baby, you're a star (You hear that baby? You're a star) Congratulations, the world knows who you are (The world knows you, at least for the day) I wanna be like Diddy, I wanna run my city A billboard in Times Square, see that's me, yeah Best rap album what I'm shooting for every year Pick a place, player, my name is heavy there It's groupies everywhere and they all want me Even the young ones so I need ID Still ride hat low, two heat in the two seat When I flow through, don't ever try to confuse me I ain't tryna be rude so excuse me Watch me two step in my brand new Louis Bounce, bounce, bounce on the track Every girl wanna know when T.A. coming back I'm famous, I made it, successful Now I'm less stressful, only eat the best food If you work hard enough your dreams'll come true A star could be me or a star could be you Everybody wants to be famous But the famous ones want to be left alone 'Cause who really wants to go through these changes? Paparazzi snapping pictures at your home Congratulations, baby, you're a star (You hear that baby? You're a star) Congratulations, the world knows who you are (The world knows you, at least for the day) If I said I ain't a boss then I'd be lying Now why you think these labels fly me private? Nigga, I'm in orbit, ball a whole bunch You call that mortgage, I call that lunch And I'm so gorgeous, your wife might hunch And I ain't even gotta spike her punch Won't lose a end even if I lose a friend Pen to big hits, I don't even use a pen I'm like Luther and them I cheese hard, now they wanna shoot through my grin But I got bulletproof cheeks Bust off on her like she got bulletproof sheets Ask B, wrote for Ush Peep the V, boats are plush And maybe I spoke too much But if you wanna win you gotta go through us Sunlight songs Everybody wants to be famous But the famous ones want to be left alone 'Cause who really wants to go through these changes? Paparazzi snapping pictures at your home Congratulations, baby, you're a star (You hear that baby? You're a star) Congratulations, the world knows who you are (The world knows you, at least for the day)