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Fat Joe - Congratulations lyrics
Ho, yeah
 Coca, I can make you famous, ow
 We live from Zip's in Harlem tonight
 Two in the mornin'
 (Come on)
 Krillz
 Yeah, yo, yo
He thinks he's A, she thinks she's VA
 Singin' in the mirror they think it's easy
 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 Lorraine Schwartz, go and cop some ice
 Hey, even if you're dumb you'll still be bright
Yeah, the red carpet, flashin' lights
 Joan Rivers, shake face lookin' extra tight
 Urbane leisure, lookin' next and right
 And let me guess, man you probably havin' sex tonight
And you probably gon' give a rapper head tonight
 And when your dress come off he see the cellulite
 Then off you go, let the trumpets blow
 Spotlight is off ya it's the end of the show
 (Y'know)
Everybody wants to be famous
 But the famous wants more to be left alone
 'Cause no one really wants to go through these changes
 Paparazzi snappin' pictures at your home
Congratulations
 (Woo)
 Baby, you're a star
 (You hear that baby? You're a star, ha, ha, ha)
 Congratulations, the world knows who you are
 (The world knows you, at least for today)
Yo, yo
 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 shootin' 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 deep in a two seat
 When I flow through don't ever try to confuse me
I ain't tryin' to be rude so excuse me
 Watch me two step in my brand new Louis'
 Bounce, bounce, bounce on the trackFat Joe - Congratulations - http://motolyrics.com/fat-joe/congratulations-lyrics.html
 Every girl wanna know when T.A. comin' 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 wants more to be left alone
 'Cause no one really wants to go through these changes
 Paparazzi snappin' pictures at your home
Congratulations
 (Woo)
 Baby, you're a star
 (You hear that baby? You're a star, ha, ha, ha)
 Congratulations, the world knows who you are
 (The world knows you, at least for today)
Yeah
 Yo, too easy y'all, ha, ha, ha
 Yo, ha, ha, ha
As we said I ain't a boss to not be lyin'
 Now why you bitches labels got me drivin' [unverified]
 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 the end even if I lose a friend
 Pen the big hits, I don't even use a pen
He, he, 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, rope for us
 Peep the fee, boats are plush
 And maybe I spoke too much
 But if you want to win you gotta go through us
Everybody wants to be famous
 But the famous wants more to be left alone
 'Cause no one really wants to go through these changes
 Paparazzi snappin' pictures at your home
Congratulations
 (Woo)
 Baby, you're a star
 (You hear that baby? You're a star, ha, ha, ha)
 Congratulations, the world knows who you are
 (The world knows you, at least for today)








