| Been a long day, baby try one of these
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| This the type of shit that your mother and father will never see
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| It’s just us, we don’t need them
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| I just wanna see you in a way you never been
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| Show me something new, do something you ain’t never do
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| You can be the leading lady, I can be the muse
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| Talk to me nice no sassy
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| You can be the Damsel in distress, I’m the assassin
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| Won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Be my co-star
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| Yeah, lights, camera, action, the way that you acting
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| Is got me attacking, that’s fatal attraction
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| Career never stacked, my flow is the coldest
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| So I’m like fridge you stick to me like magnet
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| Your ass in them pants, it don’t even make sense
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| Bet you had to lay down on the matress to zip
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| I can tell from your body you stay in the gym
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| But you shouldn’t do squats in them jeans they might rip
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| Let me quit baby you can be my co-star, know that that’s a dope part,
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| ride me like a gold cart
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| You ambitious, I get it you going so far
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| So far you got me up in there going so hard
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| Cold hearted, disregarded your feelings, in the bed having sex with your mirror
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| on the ceiling
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| I be acting like 'I don’t wanna take it there', and then we take it there,
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| you know you can’t write the willing
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| You plus me make a quick fix, scratching on my back with your French tips,
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| she don’t need a jet
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| They don’t wanna miss this, we can play video games I hope you ready for the
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| hit stick
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| You welcome, that’s a blessing, I ain’t fronting I’m possesive, I’m a teacher
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| you need lessons, you can get a private session
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| They can watch it with discretion, you the one to be obsessed with,
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| I’m the answer, here’s the question
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| Won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Be my co-star
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| Hoping you noticed that this road goes both ways
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| What if I told you it’s faster to go my way
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| Leave you in the sun walkin' round, no shades
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| Tell me why a nigga leave you stranded; |
| road wage
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| No excuses, I know how true you is
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| Other niggas take you for granted, why do it
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| You a star and I know they don’t see that, watch out they come out when a young
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| nigga
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| Nobody believe us, hating when they see us, Niggas playin' 'round with your
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| heart and we pressin' eject
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| Never let a man tell you everything that he want from you
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| You should be catered to cause you ain’t nobody momma
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| You can be Michelle baby, I can be Obama
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| I can be the man, and my girl little stronger
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| You can play the part baby stay a little longer
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| Nah, forreal tho, stay a little longer
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| Baby can you tell me what you runnin' away from
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| Crazy how they noticed that you runnin' when I come
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| They can’t have you now, no
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| Show me something new, do something you ain’t never do
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| You can be the leading lady, I can be the muse
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| Talk to me nice no sassy
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| You can be the Damsel in distress, I’m the assassin
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| Won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Baby won’t you be… my star
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| Be my co-star…
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| Be my star
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| Baby won’t you be my star
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| Baby won’t you be my star
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| Baby won’t you be my star
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| Be my co-star |