Lyrics:
"Are you ready ladies?
All right let's hear your tone on bridge
Sing!" women harmonizing
Crossin the bridge
Brooklyn invented gully, gold fronts
Low
by now they all know I go the hardest
(Uh) they threw shit
Now I'm their favourite artist
Guess the brightest days come
Right after the darkest yeah,
I gotta count my money by the bags
I done ran through the rags, now I get to see riches
Went from having rats to the superstar bitches
Used
with my manners
And even though I don't roll a camera
She still performs like the superstar she truly are
So, also, I think I love her already
Damn,
a Classy Lady
And that's what I do
I want you by my side
And I don't want you by mine
We used to cheat time together
We thought it would be forever
But now
through the pain it's by His grace that I'm still in peace
Hundred miles an hour that's my brain at night I couldn't sleep
But I know the Lord is taking me
lady & I wanna show her (I wanna show her)
That this love will last forever (A lifetime)
Yeah this love will last forever
It's only right if I treat her
over there in the short dress|You over there you're a princess|You over there by the bar|Look like a superstar||You over there in the short dress|Cutie
I make her lose her composure
She got her makeup all over me
She know my lyrics line by line
I fuck your lady side to side
I make you quit your 9
Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly's back
Told y'all I was gonna bump like this
Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this
Said, I told y'all I was
em
Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!)
I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter,
Say it takes two to tango
But a crew to bang, yo
Superstar shootout
Overtime at Durango
Clear out the box out
Practice at the range, yo
Get
da holy ghost at my shows like ya grandma at church,
And the fat lady singin', it's ova for you rappers,
Cant none of yall bust your just sacs full
remember love's fever
In our hearts, girl and in our minds
Feeling the pain
Oh it's too hot, too hot, lady
Gotta run for shelter
Gotta run for shade
I guess it would be cool to be a superstar
Unless dying young comes with money and the cars
Gotta watch my back cuz that's the world we liven in
the sticks and ride around
There's a man above the mountain top
Wants to go down breath the salt air by the shore
There's a guy on an island, he ain't
the sticks and ride around
There's a man above the mountain top
Wants to go down breath the salt air by the shore
There's a guy on an island, he ain't
And I'ma shine but I'm still bout blastin', huh?
Nigga rollin' short about paper
Bedroom, 2nd floor, in the 'vator
I'm a superstar (star), money makin' pimp
make it, I couldn't take it
I tried to square up, it's too hard I couldn't fake it
And now I see why, since I was knee high
I swore to live and die by
public
I'm over me now
Playing to the crowd
Could I be shrouded in glory?
I'm just telling my story
Superstar by 40?
That's not what Tim the King
of the jokes
In year 7, I was jumped by some blokes
Yeah, I had my fair share
And the teachers didn't care
They would watch and turn a blind eye
I thought might
Brooklyn baby
I'll cap your top call me John if you want lady
[Chorus:]
You ain't fresh
Unh-uh nah baby
Everybody want to be a superstar baby
I
of a mvunguti tree
Yeah! I be the gal dem shuga
I flip on beats with more styles than the karma sutra
I'm good to the ladies bad to these mcees
On the underground
Where you at, where you been girl.
You know it's a quarter past 10 girl.
Judging by your stories you with friends girl.
cn I ain't trying to press
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