Fame Is For Assholes Hoodie Allen (Ft. Chiddy Bang)

[Intro: Hoodie Allen]
Yeah, yeah
First team bitch
Stop! Hoodie time

[Verse 1: Hoodie Allen]
Bitches bow down, don't even know me
Told me I'm a dog like Odie
And I only fuck with crazy girls like I'm home like I'm Brody
Made her come trice like Obie, damn
So I don't shop at Alexander McQueen
Why? I don't even know what that mean
Tryna live life on an everyday scheme
The minute you met me was kind of a wet dream, well
We don't got that in common
These bitches want the action, Bronson
I give a little magic, Johnson
Then she wanna hold my wand like Emma Watson
Oh, they mad 'cause I got flow
And these other rappers cheesy like a nacho
So my pockets getting bigger like Lovato
But you ain't got no fuckin' Hoodie in your Serato?

[Chorus: Hoodie Allen]
Talk to me, tell me your name
You want my life, I want the same
You say that it's meant to be, meant to be
You ain't no celebrity, so stop
'Cause fame is for assholes