Lyrics:
a polo glass
Model bitches rolling grass, Escobar unfolding cash
Toasting with my entourage, went from robbing armored cars
To all my stars, red carpet
I'm gonna pack my bags and drive all night
I'll be in the mountains by morning light
Drive the road I traveled years ago
As a young girl leaving
Rock star!
Rock star! (rock on)
Rock star! (rock on)
It's rock n roll! (rock on!)
I got ladies that love my ladies
Haters that hate my haters
Houses of the holy
Was an album by led zeppelin
I bought it on eight track
Not on cd
Fades out in the middle
The way an eight track's s'posed
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
Nobody knows about the jailhouse blues till you get within four walls
And the jailerman turns that big black key that's when your spirit falls
Then
the greatest star
I am by far, but no one knows it
Wait, they're gonna hear a voice
A silver flute, oh, oh, oh, oh
They'll cheer each toot
Yay, she's
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
comin', yes, he's comin', he'll take you by the hand
And you'll ride upon a big white swan in cotton candy land
You and the swan will float upon
by myself
Got a mansion, a condo, a cabin, I sleep in my Phantom
So high dancing with the stars to the Star Spangled Banner
I change your channel,
gettin' that degree at Stanford or Harvard
Threatened by my work ethic, the way I speak, yo
Should I be mentally weak, verse being Malik
Yo, should I be
Winning is something I do, that's the case yep
Shine the brightest light here
Will keep on running
Will keep on fighting
That's how I became
A big star
I open up my window
Every night
And let your love come in
Open up my window
Every night that I'm away from you
This old bed seems way too big
the greatest star
I am by far, but no one knows it
Wait, they're gonna hear a voice
A silver flute, oh, oh, oh, oh
They'll cheer each toot
Yay, she's
Now, Big Sean, he's going too fast
Is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?
There was a time I had the world by the balls, eating out my palm
Every
( Drag City Supersession album )
Even as the sun
Paints the landscape with its fire
It seems the storms they follow me
Wherever I go
I may perish
the stars are big and bright
But then that's sorta what you're used to when you
Throw that rope and brand that calf dream of a girl in a photograph
I got no
to no good the whole world would ask us
And when the girls would walk by we would try to catch their eye
And if they didn't show face we would act
Yeah, what's the deal y'all, this Missy Elliott
Givin' y'all magazine writers, radio cats, listers or plain ol' haters
A small piece of my album
way, home by another way.
We got this far to a lucky star, but tomorrow is another day.
We can make it another way, safe home as they used to say.
day
No evidence, no apology and no regard
Even for the big American rap star
For us especially, us most especially
A Mr. Nigga VIP jail cell just
wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by the pool
'Cause I'm the next big thing in
Beverly Hills, that's where I
'bows)
Hit by stars, hit by cars
Drunk off the liquor getting hit by bars
Keep your girl close 'cause she's hit by far
Hit by the Neptunes, hit by
Deep beneath the stars
There i hide behind the nebula
Waiting for you
As the stars colide
As my eyes are strangely fall it by
big bang surprise
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