Superstar
Ty Dolla $ign, 24hrs
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Ooh, ooh 24hrs And you know it's on, on Ay, I pour Ciroc on her titties then I lick it up She makin' f*ck faces that shit get me hard Tryna make a baby with my bitch, so I hit it raw I can tell that she love me, she want a superstar Oh, superstar Superstar, superstar She want a superstar She want a superstar, yeah Drippin' out the Wraith, I need a flood sign Dolla that's my brother, that's my blood line You gotta be a bad bitch to deal with me I got ten niggas that gon' kill for me Head good, you can get whatever you want I'm a superstar, I'm only wearin' it once We just left from Cumberland when twenty five bags When you got a bad bitch, you know it's not cheap She gon' get a attitude, we don't hit Philippe's Cartier bust, I got the his and the hers Put Dolla with my bidness, he can see what I'm worth Bitch I'm off a Perc, I just came out of my shirt Ay, I pour Ciroc on her titties then I lick it up She makin' f*ck faces that shit get me hard Tryna make a baby with my bitch, so I hit it raw I can tell that she love me, she want a superstar Oh, superstar Superstar, superstar She want a superstar She want a superstar, yeah F*ck her, kick her out, I don't got no heart Dolla paint these hoes just like Mozart Dolla paint her face, Mona Lisa Black Amex, no Visa Ballin', got me feelin' like I'm Mustard and Roddy I can't feel the walls when I'm too high on molly I'm a rockstar, bitch my life is a party I'm a rockstar, girl I like my head sloppy Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah She give me oral sex in the booth F*ck my engineer, you the truth These niggas hella weird, hella booth I don't need no bodyguard, I'd rather shoot I pour Ciroc on her titties then I lick it up She makin' f*ck faces that shit get me hard Tryna make a baby with my bitch, so I hit it raw I can tell that she love me, she want a superstar Oh, superstar Superstar, superstar She want a superstar She want a superstar, yeah I'm a superstar that's shit been a yagi I got lot of money, we gon' f*ck up Prada We dropped an M in ATL, I'm in the club I'm a big dawg so they show me love VV's on me shinin', you gon' need some shade Pop a quarter mob, and we all get paid You won't catch me lackin' and that's on my bitch I put that shit on everything, I love my bitch I got love for Bloods, I got love for Crips I just fell asleep, I got a brand new script I just spend some bands got a brand new whip I pour Ciroc on her titties then I lick it up She makin' f*ck faces that shit get me hard Tryna make a baby with my bitch, so I hit it raw I can tell that she love me, she want a superstar Oh, superstar Superstar, superstar She want a superstar She want a superstar, yeah
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Written by: Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Robert Davis
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