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Walk of Fame Video (MV)




Performed By: Cream Bandz
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: Collin O'Mahoney




Cream Bandz - Walk of Fame Lyrics
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(yea she wanna... nah, nah, nah, nah)
(she don't know the deal yea... ice all on my neck yea... you feel the chill yuh, yuh)
She said she wanna f*ck with me but she don't know the deal
Ice all on my neck and on the wrist I feel the chill
Boy you just a hater yea you know that you a lame
Stay up out my face and just go stay up in your lane
Ain't the same, flow right to your brain
Makin waves, go pop the Chardonnay
What to say, this game showed me the way
Never change, just walk up to the fame
Walking all these roads to the one I finna ride
Counting up these racks ain't really safe just while I drive
Pedal to the metal hit the gas and then I go I'm gone
Shawty finna stay up late she just keep checking on her phone
Yea she don't know that I'm the one who bring the knowledge
Changing up my ways now that shit ain't be an option
Sticking to my ways man I will always stay the same
Haters think I finna change because I finally hit the fame
What you know, guess u ain't be the type
With the flow, that finna make it right
One night, I'm on her head like lice
Pay the price if me and you ain't tight
She said she wanna f*ck with me but she don't know the deal
Ice all on my neck and on the wrist I feel the chill
Boy you just a hater yea you know that you a lame
Stay up out my face and just go stay up in your lane
Ain't the same, flow right to your brain
Makin waves, go pop the Chardonnay
What to say, this game showed me the way
Never change, just walk up to the fame
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(yea she wanna... nah, nah, nah, nah)
(she don't know the deal yea... ice all on my neck yea... you feel the chill yuh, yuh)
She said she wanna f*ck with me but she don't know the deal
Ice all on my neck and on the wrist I feel the chill
Boy you just a hater yea you know that you a lame
Stay up out my face and just go stay up in your lane
Ain't the same, flow right to your brain
Makin waves, go pop the Chardonnay
What to say, this game showed me the way
Never change, just walk up to the fame
Walking all these roads to the one I finna ride
Counting up these racks ain't really safe just while I drive
Pedal to the metal hit the gas and then I go I'm gone
Shawty finna stay up late she just keep checking on her phone
Yea she don't know that I'm the one who bring the knowledge
Changing up my ways now that shit ain't be an option
Sticking to my ways man I will always stay the same
Haters think I finna change because I finally hit the fame
What you know, guess u ain't be the type
With the flow, that finna make it right
One night, I'm on her head like lice
Pay the price if me and you ain't tight
She said she wanna f*ck with me but she don't know the deal
Ice all on my neck and on the wrist I feel the chill
Boy you just a hater yea you know that you a lame
Stay up out my face and just go stay up in your lane
Ain't the same, flow right to your brain
Makin waves, go pop the Chardonnay
What to say, this game showed me the way
Never change, just walk up to the fame
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Writer: Collin O'Mahoney
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