"Whassup, man?" "What up?" "Can you believe I went in this mothafucking place and this, this arrogant son of a bitch behind the counter had the nerve to me a fucking superstar" "Rock star" "No, I, no, a superstar, a rock star none the less, but a superstar, yes, no, and, and what I don't understand is how the am I a superstar? How are you a superstar? We don't got a fucking video on MTV" "No!" "I got one car! And it's got a flat tire and a fucking rear view mirror" "I got two cars" "You got two cars?" "But still..." "You be a superstar" "No" "I you flying around the hood" "No!" "You be a superstar" "Never!" "Ok, well look, so I don't understand that shit, basically that shit ain't to me, I ain't a mothafucking.." "You might be a rock star. Ya know, a rock star" "You could be a rock star. With a little bit of effort and a video. I can work you into A&R. I can get you on the radio, you, my friend, can be a rock star" "Nice" "Warped Tour, baby"
(Chorus) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't come on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit (Say what?) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit Everybody on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't Don't let it go to your
(Monoxide Child) I'm rocking a phat ass mink, and chipped sunglasses So sweet and sticky they call me Lil' Don't let it fool you though, I'm a neck Chest hair permed, all covered in I got falling out of my pockets at all times Lying on me, these rumors, to all kinds Hating on me, leaving these people with lines Bitch, you must be out your mind Understand I'm the mothafucking shit, And you ain't got to say it, I can see it on lips, please Put my dick on a hot dog bun and put that in mouth And my name off your tongue, hoe (BIATCH!) Pink fun in that Twiztid I got my homie in the car waiting all night I shit (Yeah) You can let the whole know The way I gets some pussy's if the bitch is a hoe (Eat a dick)
(Chorus) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit come on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't (Say what?) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit come on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't Don't let it go to your
(Jamie Madrox) Superstar with the and a big old dick Neck, chest, and dick tip covered in sunglasses Nipples tells us about them young asses And fucking in a We like ass with to the ounce All you lame go and ask your friends what I'm talking Light built, dollor bills Got a chauffer a limo I ain't never a steering wheel Besides I'm to fine to And after the show about getting high Let's talk you for a second lets talk about me for an hour and a half Oh yeah, here go that you asking about Don't forget to your titties on the way out See, I'm a superstar, I'm on my own dick though I ain't shit And know it
(Chorus 2x) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit Everybody on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit (Say what?) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't Everybody on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't let it go to your head