Lyrics Star Struck - Fetty Wap

Star Struck

Yeah, ay, yeah
Yeah, yeah (this is another straight-laced production)
Squaaa
Everytime I see her leave her star struck
Please give me a reason, what you come for?
She just wanna chill and start the car up
Chillin' in the coupe with the doors up
Money on the cane,
Like yeah I got my 4's up
Money on the chain like they don’t know us
Quick to let her think I got my phones off
Smoking Mary Jane, I got my flows on
I be doing money at my shows, take a little money on the road
Make it lit and then I let it go
Then I get some more, and buy some more, yeah
'cause you be always using up the slow’s yeah
Sometimes I like the white, sometimes the rose, yeah
Sometimes I like them yellow gold, yeah
And I got more whippin' by the stove, yeah
E-e-everytime I see her leave her star struck
Please give me a reason, what you come for?
She just wanna chill and start the car up
Chillin' in the coupe with the doors up
Money on the cane,
Like yeah I got my 4's up
Money on the chain like they don’t know us
Quick to let her think I got my phones off
Smoking Mary Jane, I got my flows on
I’mma have to make or break it down baby (baby, baby)
Get up on it then she make a sound, baby (baby, baby)
Hop up in my car and take a ride, baby (baby, baby)
Drop the top and then look at the sky, baby (baby, baby)
California preppy, can’t hide, baby (baby, baby)
Carats on your neck, check out the size, baby (baby, baby)
Lookin' in your face, grippin' your thighs, baby (baby, baby)
I can see the look up in your eyes, baby (baby, baby)
E-e-everytime I see her leave her star struck
Please give me a reason, what you come for?
She just wanna chill and start the car up
Chillin' in the coupe with the doors up
Money on the cane,
Like yeah I got my 4's up
Money on the chain like they don’t know us
Quick to let her think I got my phones off
Smoking Mary Jane, I got my flows on
Ay, yeah baby, ay
Smoking Mary Jane, I got my flows on
Ay, ay, yeah baby, ay
Smoking Mary Jane, I got my flows on