[Verse 1]
I’m the fucking cameraman!
Chicks think I’m a handyman
I get my drinks for free
I always nail
No slack, no shame
I move through the room like a stampede
One hand up, one eye locked
And every look I catch feeds me
[Pre-Chorus]
Shots mean rockstars, no it’s clean
Bezzy hits the tally
I’m already there when they blink
I create the scene
[Chorus]
I’m the fucking cameraman!
I’m the fucking cameraman!
Bezzy hits the tally
I create the scene
Such a spectacle
What a scene
I’m the fucking cameraman!
I’m the fucking cameraman!
[Verse 2]
Lens on gold, I don’t pose
I catch the grin when the bassline goes
She says, “You working?” I say, “For free”
Then I tip my cap and I keep it clean
Flash on the laugh, frame on the flex
One more round and I’m in the next
Every angle sharp, every move pristine
Bezzy at my side and the whole room gleams
[Pre-Chorus]
Shots mean rockstars, no it’s clean
Bezzy hits the tally
I’m already there when they blink
I create the scene
[Chorus]
I’m the fucking cameraman!
I’m the fucking cameraman!
Bezzy hits the tally
I create the scene
Such a spectacle
What a scene
I’m the fucking cameraman!
I’m the fucking cameraman!
[Bridge]
Hands up, freeze-frame
Make that moment stay
They came for the night
I made it replay
One more smile
One more wild routine
Turn the whole damn mess
Into a magazine
[Chorus]
I’m the fucking cameraman!
I’m the fucking cameraman!
Bezzy hits the tally
I create the scene
Such a spectacle
What a scene
I’m the fucking cameraman!
I’m the fucking cameraman!