Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Superstar , by - Wiz Khalifa. Song from the album Flight School, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.04.2009
Record label: Rostrum
Song language: English
Superstar |
| Yeah |
| Ladies and gentlemen |
| I’d like to welcome y’all to the life of a star |
| Yeah, a superstar that is and that’s me |
| Young Wizzle man |
| Lil nigga, big money, big dreams (big dreams) |
| Tall nigga, small nigga, big team (big team) |
| Small tee, 501 fit jeans (fit jeans) |
| Some say my life can’t be all that it seems (it seems) |
| Big things (Big things) |
| Big hoes wanna go back to my spot, they say how my shit gleams (shit gleams) |
| Remember when I was a little nigga, 15 (15) |
| It’s funny how I’ve grown, yeah, my money kinda long (kinda long) |
| And your girl know the words to every song (song song) |
| Cause I’m a star (I'm a star I’m a star) |
| Different week, ain’t no telling where we are (where we are) |
| You look up, I might be gone, yeah |
| The man pose to get that cash in cash in |
| Moving, I see through them lights flashing flashing |
| And no need to even ask it (no no) |
| Fuck the world, live everyday like it’s your last (last), yeah (yeah) |
| No matter where you go (go), they know who you are (are are are) |
| Run up screaming cause they know (know) you’re a superstar (star star star star |
| star) |
| You’re a superstar (star star star star star) |
| You’re a superstar (star star star) |
| Yeah |
| Got bright brown heart, got paper |
| Got in the game and got more haters (more haters) |
| My whole swag got grown, got Taylored |
| Hop on a plane and talk to y’all later (yeah) |
| It’s good weed ma', that blunt’s not flavored |
| My whole gang, Gucci frame, Chuck Taylor’s (Chuck Taylor’s) |
| We ball hard like the majors (majors majors) |
| Prolly cause we major (major major) |
| You gon have to front page 'em |
| Wild, like a loose animal they wan' cage 'em (cage 'em cage 'em) |
| Now I amaze 'em |
| Every time I enter a front center stage 'em (stage 'em stage 'em) |
| Blame the nigga that pays 'em |
| Riding with a bitch, body on her that’s Cajun |
| Couple hundred dollars on these Ed Hardy frames, believe me |
| My future so bright, I need these |
| Excuse me |
| No matter where you go (go), they know who you are (are are are) |
| Run up screaming cause they know (know) you’re a superstar (star star star star |
| star) |
| You’re a superstar (star star star star star) |
| You’re a superstar (star star star) |