Lyrics

Why I gotta be so famous? I'm droppin C notes, in the casino And in the G string, cause it's a G thing Three sheets to the wind and still I got your girlfriend Why I gotta be so famous? You see, what it leads to When your fame always proceeds you Folks be wanting to press the flesh with But there's some flesh that you don't wanna mess with But if all the girls in Kansas City Were laid end to end it would be a pity If I wasn't there for some of that fun The KC girls are number one Why I gotta be so famous? You can wash my dirty mouth out with soap But I heading to the dirty south where I hope That Atlanta makes our money green The bars never close in New Orleans From Tuscon Arizona all the way to Pensacola With the vodka pit stop at the Circle Bar in NOLA That I-10 is a long long highway You know I gotta be doing it the fly way Why I gotta be so famous? All up and down I-35 Pass me a blunt and let me drive Duluth Minnesota is a beautiful sight The northern girls keep you warm at night Fly into Seattle, trying to attract her Drinking at the smoke shop and playing at the Tractor At the Holiday Inn for the lesbian orgy That's why we be TMP Why I gotta be so famous? Why I gotta be so famous?