Текст песни BVRNT PALACE - FAME CALLIN

(Hook)
Fame callin (x2)
Thank calls go to her
He put on the crown, I'm not a plebeian
Fame callin, fame, fame callin
My style - it is a gift of God
None more so will not be able

(Verse 1)
Versace clothes, crosses Jordan
Under the house waiting for the newcomer Morgan
Pussy all like to Bora Bora
I spank them as if I am sick
Do not bullshit me, this bit - the heat
The new track, YRL sharaut
Saint gang then all shout hooray
Glory is calling, then I have to go

(Hook)
 
(Verse 2)
Everyone is waiting for our arrival
Downloading rooms in an instant
We are in the building - crowds
Kill bit - this extermination

Threw flex, I'm the troublemaker
There are two tube-money call me
Gold chain - this is not a dream
So a lot of money - I did not think
Rose cache - I know that it is not in vain
Ditch your crew on the flap
In your pockets empty
My style - the height
I hang out with the night before and the morning
Each new day is better than yesterday
And your rhinestones - a tinsel
Here my field, my game

(Hook x2)