Akon – It Ain’t Me Song Lyrics

About Akon: Aliaune Damala Badara Akon Thiam (born April 16, 1973), professionally known as simply Akon, is a Senegalese American R&B and hip hop recording artist, songwriter, record producer and businessman. He rose to prominence in 2004 following the release of “Locked Up”, the first single from his debut album Trouble.

Featured Singers: Akon, Nick Cannon  


Lyrics:

Yeah eh yea, I feel like I’m famous

{Cheyah}
You don’t need no money, {Cheyah}
You don’t need no Talent, {Cheyah}
You don’t need no Furs, {Cheyah}
You don’t need no diamonds, {Cheyah}
You don’t need no girls, {Cheyah}
You don’t need no cars, {Cheyah}
When the beat drop show em you a superstar

Bounce, Bounce, Like you famous
Jump, jump, Like you famous
Shake, shake, Like you famous
Dance, dance, Like you famous
Drink, drink, Like you famous
F*ck, F*ck, Like you famous
Pose, Pose, Like you famous
HOLD UP, Bitch I’m famous

Just lookin at you, I can see your star
Gotta tell you girl I’m impressed ’bout how you are
Everything is lineing up perfect with no Flaw
The only thing you need is someone like me involved

To break you all down, I know you’ve been waiting all day
Just get rid of those clowns and I will show you the way
Stop hanging around, we can paint this town
Until the lights come down on you
And make you famous

Oh, Girl, I can make you famous, best believe I can make you famous
Oh, Girl, I can make you famous, best believe I can make you famous
Oh, Girl, I can make you famous, best believe I can make you famous
Oh, Girl, I can make you famous, Bitch, I’m famous

Yeah eh yea, I feel like I’m famous
(I’m freakin’ freakin’ famous!)
Yeah eh yea, I feel like I’m famous
(I’m freakin freakin famous!)

Lights, stars, money, cars
Lights, stars, money, cars
Lights, stars, money, cars
When this beat drop let them know who you are

Bounce, Bounce, Like you famous
Jump, jump, Like you famous
Shake, shake, Like you famous
Dance, dance, Like you famous
Drink, drink, Like you famous
F*ck, F*ck, Like you famous
Pose, Pose, Like you famous
HOLD UP. Bitch I’m famous

(Yeah eh yea, I feel like I’m famous)
When I’m broke in a ma’f*cka drove to the club
In an ugly old school V-dub bucket

(Yeah eh yea, I feel like I’m famous)
I don’t give a f*ck, I’m buying out the bar
That seventeen, thirty eight Remy Mar’
Brought it hard, Imma call three broads
To manaja twa, in my Adidas
Not loui vuitton dwag, these kncok-offs
I’m tryin’ to get my papers like Peter Popoff
Late night BET need a bear cloth
Savin my money like so dead lost
Sex tapes like I’m wrestling -beu tokes- ?
Smoke weed, doing shots, it ain’t my fault, so

Bounce, Bounce, Like you famous
Jump, jump, Like you famous
Shake, shake, Like you famous
Dance, dance, Like you famous
Drink, drink, Like you famous
F*ck, F*ck, Like you famous
Pose, Pose, Like you famous
Hold up, bitch I’m famous

Yeah eh yea, I feel like I’m famous
(that seventeen, thirty eight got me go!)
Yeah eh yea, I feel like I’m famous
(that seventeen, thirty eight got me go!)