So tell me if you really be a superstar But fiesta on the mike and it will surely you far You that drop on the 24 tracks We mix it all then we put on wax
Beginning is hyped when you playin in the And a bottomless pit where you loose and far Take away your privacy and take guitar Then your woman and impound your car
My of wisdom I won't you too far Well first you gotta your soul To be a
Baby if you got it about that Your money don't concern you that's a fact Shut up your mouth before you get down We're listen to your voice upon the speaker box
But first you get a manager but what he do? I'll be the first to you baby that I don't have a clue We're gonna a phony image for the MTV Y'all can hear it on the radio, say,"Damn, me"
I get over on a 3 piece hog Jesus and her mom are gonna break arm Put your ass in the john, oh, to be a
I realize I feel old design Oh, your position and you just can't hide Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff,
All over the you gotta take that trip And then you thought see the day you'd act like this Your rep is getting bigger a B-52
And then it around the world Before it back to you Hey, our love has can you believe Before your eyes this shit just come to me
Oh my God, I take a rest on the So long, so long, so long, so I'll see ya Oh my God, if I'd a let my own I'd it Turn around and place it
I realize I feel old design Oh your renown and you just can't hide Woah, it's the position and I can't hide
Bo, whatcha want, whatcha Give it a bunch of mine and you can't miss Your love like this Some people love get your like this Well if you love, wad up your punani, punani Woah, if you me punani, punani
Free, yeah, oh oh oh, hey
Want the Let 'em go, let 'em