Fame Faded Fame - Crisp in my Jeans lyrics

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I got a crisp in my jeans

ya can tell I'm Rich

As I'm hanging out with the Makers

of Abercrombie and Fitch

It's just part of my daily Routine

As I head on over to GQ Magazine

Oh There's the Fashion gossip kid

As all the Producers put in their highest bid

I'm gonna walk as it's just not enough to smile

If you want Glamour I wanna see a pile

Nobody works for free anymore

Better change your mind as I approach the Door

Doing my best Ryan Locke as the chairs go falling

I'm still a youngin and the agents be Calling

I don't have time for this little spot of fame

As Ya better show me the Benjamin's to even use my name!

They gave in just like the corporates do

As they will offer you a new life if they really want you

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Please don't do me any favors as I don't even need it

The only thing I ever learned to do was lead it

You may be a follower but I'm first in line

As my personal assistant cracks the Crystal and wine

I have the best help money can buy

As I get in my private jet and kiss the sky

I got a crisp in my jeans

ya can tell I'm Rich

As I'm hanging out with the Makers

of Abercrombie and Fitch

It's just part of my daily Routine

As I head on over to GQ Magazine

They tell me I'm the T in Trump

As I help you clean up this unbelievable dump

How did your life ever get this bad

This would even make Almighty look Sad

Here's the Cracker Jack prize ya never Got

As I hand ya keys to your own Car Lot

Start em up like your here to win

Get your life in third gear again

Then do what I did and help everyone out

Then only then will ya Rock that Bout!<br />

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Thanks to razvan