Verse 1:
Who's got a rich daddy? You oughta get at me/
Drop a hit, gotta get the top of this, badly/
It ain't about who rocks the best, it's about/
Who shot or who or who got connects/
Got you going crazy, trapped in black days/
And that goes way beyond the rap game/
But I'm about to blow up like the black eyed peas/
And get talked about more than when a black guy pees/
On a teen, and video tapes it/
More than Mike, if he is or isn't a rapist/
More than Strahan, what he did on vacation/
More than Cheney's ridiculous aimin'/
Why? I launch a full on assault ta'/
Make more celebrities cry than Barbara Walters/
It ain't even entertaining, it's just useless/
I blame ya'll for making the world stupid/
Chorus 1:
You got Paris Hilton ........... Please shut up/
You got Ashton Kutcher........... Please shut up/
You know Tara Reid........... Please shut up/
What 'bout Ashley Simpson.... Please shut up/
My man Kevin Spears...... Please shut up/
What 'bout Doug Stanhope.... Please shut up/
Man the kid ain't funny could ya please shut up?/
Of course you won't now, I see what's up/
Verse 2:
You want to be big! You want to be famous!/
You want to be rich! Don't want to be nameless!/
You want to meet people! Wanna rub shoulders/
With celebs, all the stars, and club owners/
Want to leave the scene, Want to come back in/
Snap, get depressed and develop a drug habit/
You want to get remorse, You gonna get reformed/
You might just be an attention whore/
Or maybe you just in a lust for green/
And I don't give a fuck less you got some for me/
But if gettin cash up is all that ya after/
Then listen, kid's cause you gotta get ya facts up/
Money aint everything, that's confusin enough/
You won't be Zeus in the cut after you get the bucks/
Donald Trump's hair still looks stupid as fuck/
I'm poor, and I'm still making the music you bump/
Chorus 2:
You got John Cena........... Please shut up/
Ya boy Ben Affleck........... Please shut up/
That Girl Katie Holmes........... Please shut up/
That man Pat Robertson........... Please shut up/
That girl Madonna........... Please shut up/
Girl, I hate Madonna........... Please shut up/
God I hate Madonna........... Please shut up/
Of course you won't now, I see what's up/
Verse 3:
Paris Hilton, anywhere a camera's filmin/
With no makeup on prolly scare the children/
I'm know it's a fact, she's a sociopath/
Ho with no class gettin boned in the ass/
I'm serious, I hope both of you hear it/
I'll put a spear in both of the Spear kids/
Hollywood's least talented family/
Kevin can't rap, and Britney can't sing/
Ashley Simpson, keep complainin/
Ryan Seacrest, how the fuck did he get famous?/
I don't want to befriend you, but I do/
Wanna be rich too, so I'ma pretend to/
So you wont even expect when I snap/
And rape Brooke on the set of Hogan knows best/
Ya'll are ugly, ain't no one outdone me/
Fuck it, everybody shut up but me/
Chorus 3:
And then ya got Toby Keith........... Please shut up/
And Patricia Heaton........... Please shut up/
Lindsay Lohans Daddy........... Please shut up/
Crazy Ass Tom Cruise........... Please shut up/
That ho Nichole Richey........... Please shut up/
Ryan Seacrest too........... Please shut up/
And, Ya mamma........... Please shut up/
Of course you won't now, I see what's up/
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Lyrics submitted by Jerrod.