i love you baby i ll treat you right i love you baby i ll treat you right i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you yo yo yo ignore the amateurs you re rolling with the glamorous see all the clamor for the lights and the cameras they get scared when the glances turn amorous exposed to the heat they go yellow like an amethyst used to be purple like the cannabis from welts and the bruises used to scream help it was useless escaped into the night with her life intact a betrayal she described as a knife in the back stone cold killer you d probably shudder at the amount of blood flowing through the hollywood gutter all because of the appetite for dreams that will eat you up inside she on your mind probably keep you up at night 15 minutes that s all she really need director yell cut and we see how you really bleed stay in the game stay in the frame say her name fame fame i love you baby i ll treat you right i love you baby i ll treat you right i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you yo yo she s so fleeting she s so deceiving she s so misleading she cut em open and bleeding she got em overeating she s so hot soda pop she s overheating her gun american her favorite rum puertorican she s like a monkey on your back till you start to crack she ll make you famous like the stars of strapped the heart of the fact to swallow that she got a target on your back follow you until you drown in the sea of your sorrow you overdose she got you over she got the potion it s not a joke how she got em hoping she tried the coke and everything designer from the kind of drugs she do to the attitude when she get tired of loving you i hear them swear they don t need her and throw dirt on her name i m out for the fortune fuck fame i hear them swear they don t need her and throw dirt on her name i m out for the fortune fuck fame i love you baby i ll treat you right i love you baby i ll treat you right i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you yo yo the mother cried the butterfly was a caterpillar before he fell in love with fame cause he had to feel her the model hot she swallowed shots straight tequila the bottles pop she love you but can t wait to kill you she lurking in the bushes she the paparazzi her sex drive way faster than a mazarati every relationship is work this is not a hobby she make you famous like beyonce then she got your body how she grimy like a project lobby but still snooty pack louis vuitton and act bourgey she like a ghost cause i shudder when she pass through me she yell cut and you stop acting it s your last movie she got you in the gym she got you in the spa staring at the man in the mirror wondering who you are you re a superstar til she pass on you take a picture it will last longer word i love you baby i ll treat you right i love you baby i ll treat you right i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you yo yo i love you baby i love you baby i ll treat you right i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you i got work for you