Lyrics:
Japan, are you in the house?
Everybody, are you in the house?
Baby, baby, come on
Baby, come on, baby, come on (Bad Boy)
Oh, when you walk by every
problems Im a take em off ya mind baby
And when I met you and I seen it in the stars baby
Tell me ya problems Im a take em off ya mind baby
And when I met
Ohh baby I feel like a big star
I love the way you touch me right now
You always touch my body yeah
Girl I need you by my side now
Burn like a fire
shit bruh what's up
If you let me I can get you where you going
Just like directions hmm
This a fly life shit like the Jetsons
You know im a star baby
If
you, rubber ball man
Crying over you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm sitting all alone
I feel so cold without you
It chills me to the bone
I never
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
Girls say,boys say,
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby baby
I'm the kinda girl that hangs with the guys
Like a fly
Wow its ya girl De’Ari and I’m so infatuated with stars
I’m so amazed by the things you do
I wonder if i’m dreaming
I try to imagine something more
Hood scars baby I'm a hood star
I did crime that's the life I lived
I did what I could darg
Didn't think it would last
I survived now there's guys I
gon shoot me past the stars
Building a rocket
I’m tired of all of y’all
I’m building a rocket
It’s gonna shoot me past the stars
I got junk from old
but when the Lord fill me
This baby turn snakes into rattles
I'm keeping my faith in the latter yeah
You a star
We are the children of Christ
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
Mmm, look,
Keep wishing on a star
Cause you know you ain't gon' see a pimp tomorrow
Only blue and green faces by my side up in this car
tryna tell
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
Girls say,boys say,
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby baby
I'm the kinda girl that hangs with the guys
Like a fly
right by your side
Don't cry for me I'm right by your side
Fly high baby boy fly high
Fly high baby boy fly high
Don't cry for me I'm flying so high
Don't
Ya baby boys a shooting star
And I'm flying up and away
My middle fingers are straight up to all my exes
That tried to change my way
Fuck all you
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
goin' try to change ya.
You are a shooting star, that's why you are my favorite.
I caught her when she feel from heaven.
1 to 10, baby girl is an 11.
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
and not tomorrow
Baby you look like a star, let me get a picture witchu
I'm high for the weekend, roll up
Drink uneven, I'm stuck
Right by the deepend, hold
the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby, yeah)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can
the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby, yeah)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can
the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby, yeah)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can
, the stars are misaligned
As if to destroy by design
They hate, they hate to see us thrive
They don't want us to survive
Baby we're star-crossed
Star
with star 69
They say I say nothin'
That I'm corny and outdated
If I rapped in the '90s
I'd probably be famous
That the flow and the cadence is abrasive
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