Famous (Remix) lyrics - Kanye West (feat. Rick Ross, Rihanna & Swizz Beatz)

 [Intro - Rihanna & Kanye West:]

Man I can understand how it might be

Kinda hard to love a girl like me

I don't blame you much for wanting to be free

I just wanted you to know

Swizz told me let the beat rock

[Verse 1 - Kanye West & Swizz Beatz:]

For all my Southside niggas that know me best

I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex

Why? I made that bitch famous, God damn

I made that bitch famous

For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West

If you see em in the streets give em Kanye's best

Why? They mad they ain't famous, God damn

They mad they're still nameless, Talk that talk, man

Her man in the store tryna try his best

But he just can't seem to get Kanye fresh

But we still hood famous, God damn

Yeah we still hood famous

[Chorus - Rihanna:]

I just wanted you to know

I loved you better than your own kin did

From the very start

I don't blame you much for wanting to be free

Maybach Music

I just wanted you to know

[Verse 2 - Rick Ross:]

The furnace, fires, fortunes, and the fumes

The aura arrogance is been known to fill the room

Boom, little nigga who are you?

Roc-A-Fella Records on record to kill a crew

Vegas in my palms a don like the

Only one with beat taste from Kanye on my momma stew

For the ye I've been known to be Karmaloop

Malcom X in his head say my name and here come to troops

Hands out my pocket I cock it and let it loose

And Dame was spilling I'm Adele on a nigga boots

Martin Luther King's real estate was a dream

Farrakhan's farm was one that I once seen

The final call dogs stay on your dean

Fragrances Agent Provocateur stay on my queen

Mind your business the killers can intervene

I'm half naked in the GQ magazine

Tours looking like its wrestlemania

I'm The Rock setting fires to the stadium

Burn it down then I'm off to anther beat

Might get engages to a freak just for a couple weeks

Something I can't afford

If you not a playboy that's something I can't endorse

Win, lose, or draw William living like he Biggie Smalls

Balling its tax season I was born to be a boss

See that your face froze

Bobby Brown lockjaw, Whitney Houston in the ghost

Coogie and Cartier causalities of the fame

Your bitch MCM she even tagging my name

[Bridge - Sister Nancy & Swizz Beatz:]

Bam bam, bam bam

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

Ey what a bam bam

How you feeling right now? Let me see your lighters in the air

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

Bam bam eh

Bam bam, bam bam

Let me see your middle finger in the air

Bam bam, bam bam

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

Let me see you act up in this motherfucker

Ey what a bam bam

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

How you feeling, how you feeling, how you feeling in this mother fucker, God damn

Bam bam

One thing you can't do is stop us now

Bam bam, bam bam

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

You can't stop the thing now

Ey what a bam bam

Man it's way too late, it's way too late, it's way too late you can't fuck with us

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

Bam bam, bam bam

Bam bam, bam bam

To the left, to the right

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

I wanna see everybody hands in the air like this

Ey what a bam bam

Bam bam, bam bam

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

[Outro - Nina Simone:]

I just wanted you to know

I loved you better than your own kin did

From the very start

I don't blame you much for wanting to be free

I just wanted you to know