| I think you’re gonna have to find who you are
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| Can’t find your, lane but you wanna be a star
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| A star, do you wanna be a star?
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| Can’t find your, lane but you wanna be, wanna be a star
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| I know the grind, she tryin to be a star, she goin hard
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| Doin a hundred in the car but never could make it out the yard
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| Cause you’re stalled; |
| how, when you can’t even get it started?
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| It’s probably cause you too naughty to get up in the party
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| She wanna make it so she’ll sleep with him, late night creep with him
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| He’ll tell her he can make her famous if she did him
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| Suck him lick him, another victim of a «bust and ditch 'em»
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| Why must you suffer this when really love, what’s the mission?
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| Because you still live in your daddy and your momma house
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| Shoulda knew homie was not about to go the dumber route
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| Left you with a lot of doubt, kinda like in a drought
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| Got no mo' integrity, slow flow, what you tellin me?
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| There’s jealousy goin on, all because she wanna make it famous
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| And sip champagne with the greatest
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| So you wanna be a star, the ride you’ll take is evident
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| You’ll never get ahead so it’s irrelevent (relevent)
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| Baby girl can sing, she thick, man I think she got it
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| But they tellin me to watch her, call her baby pockets
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| So I bring it to her straight, to a real knight
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| She got herself on protection, we all good all night
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| She said they only wanna cut, bustas never business
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| Sometimes she wishes but uhh, maybe then they’ll listen
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| Dirty game, I feel the same
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| And do I think her career woulda jumped if she just laid down
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| A tear in her eye, baby don’t cry
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| And then she told me all about her church background
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| And how she lovin this life, livin this life
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| Now I think I’m dealin with a headcase
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| Any heart put it all in, tell yo’self it’s a must-win
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| Apply pressure never give up, laugh in the end then fuck 'em
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| Stay on yo' paper nigga straight face, attitude nigga pay me
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| Still wanna be a star, huh, huh? |
| Reach hard!
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| Hear you wanna be a star, huh?
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| Think you got what it take to make it large, huh?
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| Don’t even know who you are, huh?
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| You say you wanted to learn it, huh? |
| You say everybody feelin you
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| «Flesh I hear 'em» — what a wonderful tinglin feel in you
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| How straight are your priorities? |
| So the story goes
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| Chasin dreams, all they tellin them is sacrifice they souls
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| You really listenin? |
| Learn a lesson from these bro’s
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| Playin the game it’s heavy heatin up and down that road
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| They say the boy got talent but he can’t catch a break
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| He doin everything he can but he makin mistakes
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| Plus he runnin with the crowd cause he wanna be seen
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| Got the tendency to follow instead of takin the lead
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| We in the league of extraordinary gentlemen check
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| And if you wanna play the game you got to give 'em the step
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| Make no impression with expression but you gotta be focused
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| They don’t pick you for the team just because you the dopest
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| Too many niggas got the game twisted lookin for fame
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| Instead of lovin what they do, and makin a name
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| It’s a shame how they idolize the idiot box
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| Feel the pain in television, the deception and shock
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| And when they finally figure out it ain’t about what they seein
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| Take the money and the toys, niggas still human beings
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| All of that ain’t jack if you ain’t got the respect
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| Cause a real superstar know how to double them checks, yep
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| I see women givin they bodies like David Letterman love you
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| Strugglin in the hustle, slangin tapes on the internet avenue
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| Get you capitol shit, know how the ratchet do
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| Sorry I was late to tell you exactly what masters do
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| You don’t have to sell your soul, no not anymore
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| Parker Brothers, Ouija board, I covered that Adam whore
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| Niggas get their labels but wait, it’s a recession in weight
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| You downloadin on all the industry’s veterans
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| Been a star but bein a star don’t pay the bills
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| Know 'bout the spinnin wheels, baby Bizzy keep it real
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| Don’t open battle seals, no matter who you are
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| Now get your money, only Jesus can make you a star
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| + (Krayzie)
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| Ohhhh, ooh, ohhhh (so you wanna be a star, star)
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| You wanna be, you wanna be (never, never, never)
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| You wanna be, ohhhhh, ohh, ohhhhh (you say you wanna be a star, star)
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| You wanna be, wanna be (never, never, never)
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| Wanna be a star, star, star, star
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| Ohhh, ohhh |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wanna Be, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Album song Uni5: The World's Enemy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп