baby carriage Now all the stars have cars, success of course But it ends in Hollywood divorce, Hollywood divorce [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] And I'm a start
Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys how to mix Lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't seen paper like this nigga (Verse 1) Every all star
heart 4. Home © Vigoda 1993 I am holding something precious It is mine, but not my own When I'm lonely I hold it gently And I know I'm not alone Ever
thought I would die You were my lovely day a?? took my breath away Now I'm walking with my head to the sky You are the most beautiful girl a?? I've ever
sweep you off your feet And fly around the world with me Cause baby I can, baby I can Love you like a Superman Have you ever wished upon a star Have you ever
should dump that dude and sit on the throne and imma treat you like the queen you are you are the best i ever had, by for and come & chill with a star
it's hard nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars it's ironic, it's the same for the artists rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars
then she burn it up and I be like mmm-mmm-mm-, ah-ah I remember everybody said it, it's the love bug you're gettin, but I just said forget it, nanananana But ever
4 you n never chill but when im wit a dime piece I can see dem tears flying down yo cheek, y you thug me like dat cuz im thug'd. I pull away 4rm girls
in MIAM We acting stupid Damn Call the whip Soulja Boy, doors do the Superman (YOUOO) Ya thats the superman we call it the Lago G Star car goes boot us outta stars
we got Star tracks on the G M B I'm not the man sittin' next to the man But I'm the man sittin' wonderin' if I'm a ever see you again If I'm a ever
in this Up and they step the ever sucka that be talkin that... It's some West-side Boyz and they deep in this up and they step the ever sucka that be
Recycling cans cause nobody ever cared Get it how you live, always echoed in the streets When we talking business, talking on the phone cease Feds listening to conversations through my own star
need a ride. Let's take the benz(that's the collest car-I ever seen) How old are you again, 19?? (laugh) Hah, yeah, sike! In like 4 more years. (Oh
Everybody knows my name All the police think I'm serving cane Jealous niggas call us out But I don't worry long as I hear their mouths If ever they decide
Christ sometimes we get mad and fight, right back to the lab tonight grab an oath in the afterlife, that's only right living like a rock star is the
south beach drag I got on it last night and my shirt got caught And that Joey kept me spinnin' I didn't think I'd ever get off Oh Sandy the aurora is
) in vision for a flat screen The only ever time I see you niggers on kisses is like 2am or when you go to pucker up Look 60 M4 babe you need to buckle