So tell me if you really be a superstar But fiesta on the mike and it surely take you far You that drop on the 24 tracks We mix it all then we put on wax
Beginning is hyped you playin in the bars And a pit where you make loose and far Take away your privacy and your guitar Then take your woman and impound car
My of wisdom I won't you too far Well first you sell your soul To be a
if you got it forget about that Your money don't you that's a natural fact Shut up your mouth before you get down We're gonna listen to your upon the speaker box
But first you get a manager but what he do? I'll be the first to tell you baby that I don't have a We're gonna make a phony for the MTV can hear it on the radio, say,"Damn, that's me"
Whenever I get on a 3 piece hog Jesus and her mom are break your arm Put ass in the john, oh, to be a superstar
I realize sometimes I feel old Oh, renown position and you just can't hide Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff,
All over the world you gotta take that And then you never You'd see the day you'd act like Your rep is getting bigger a B-52
And it goes around the world Before it gets to you Hey, our love has can you believe your eyes this shit just come back to me
Oh my God, I take a on the side 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 and place it home
I realize I feel old design Oh your position and you just can't hide Woah, the position and I just can't hide
Bo, whatcha want, need Give it a bunch of mine and you just can't Your love like this Some love get your shit like this Well if you love, wad up your love punani, Woah, if you love me punani,
Free, yeah, oh oh oh, hey
Want the Let 'em go, let 'em