Boy - Superstar lyrics

I see they runnin up but they dont really want it with me [they dont really want it with me (2x)] I run the baddest hit my status they know we be [they know we be, they know we be (2x)] We some superstars (3x) They know we be We some superstars (3x) They know we be I see they runnin up but they dont really want it with me [they dont really want it with me (2x)] I run the baddest hit my status they know we be [they know we be, they know we be (2x)] We some superstars (3x) They know we be We some superstars (3x) They know we be Know why them n***as is hatin Cuz when I pull up I don't need identification Make way for the rockstar Red carpet next to a pop-star I'm Obama's momma I'm all about the cheese and the lasagna f** what they say I run the bay Brought this b**h all the way to L.A C.L.K. no C.L.S Some dubz and I'm strapped like a seat-belt b**h Hatin on me that's female sh** Wrags out my n***as detail sh** Since 2Pac who got that west You ain't gotta ask you know who next E-Four-O no more no less I'm tryin to stay humble but these n***as test [and i'm the best] I see they runnin up but they dont really want it with me [they dont really want it with me (2x)] I run the baddest hit my status they know we be [they know we be, they know we be (2x)] We some superstars (3x) They know we be We some superstars (3x) They know we be I sweat you on the stress Economically depressed Play a boss ?a fossil? make you open up your chest I'm from the wild-wild-wild-wild-wild-wild west Drugs, money, murder, s** Blocks boomin we ?slam coonin? the best We love to spoil ourself we such a mess Gotta hit and put it on her arms and necks Put this in the bra like a text message Money call, Jupiter ballin Speakers knockin, truck throbbin Generals ?cobbles? on Tennessee's seargants Diamonds glare, females stare 40 you dat dude, ain't no compare Diamonds glare, females stare 40 you dat dude, ain't no compare I see they runnin up but they dont really want it with me [they dont really want it with me (2x)] I run the baddest hit my status they know we be [they know we be, they know we be (2x)] We some superstars (3x) They know we be We some superstars (3x) They know we be H to the double-O throw that D on it The track ain't hood unless the track got me on it Yes sir, it's the best of The new west so you best of ?westa? The block ?BB eyes? he plottin on a robbery Cuz i'm about to steal the red beam you got me Bring the beat back i'm about to heat that This is just foreplay baby so let me tease that See I be the hardest regardless Beats, food, and i'm about to harvest I goes harder than yall Stackin up paper higher than Captain Bacard What you expect from a dego boss They go dego hard, or put they go on So next time you mention Hood's name at all Make sure i'm big dipper hood superstar I see they runnin up but they dont really want it with me [they dont really want it with me (2x)] I run the baddest hit my status they know we be [they know we be, they know we be (2x)] We some superstars (3x) They know we be We some superstars (3x) They know we be Diamonds shinin look at my rise Diamond in the back chandelier inside Too much floss, gotta play the cards To make it as the boss So as I walk in front and spy Everything stops, the parking lot pops Mouthes just drop, i am but you're not They comin in flocks If some not got yeah I know you spyin Hatin on the shine, I must still got it I take me trips out to Covo ?Feel it? on the beach, vanilla colored Diablo Cuz I'm a superstar, a super-duper-star When my car pull up to the front of the party They be like there go Young Gotti I see they runnin up but they dont really want it with me [they dont really want it with me (2x)] I run the baddest hit my status they know we be [they know we be, they know we be (2x)] We some superstars (3x) They know we be We some superstars (3x) They know we be They cameras goin off Your bucket rollin off My Bentley rollin in They say I'm showin off Man I'm just showin up Them dueces twirlin round ?n***a? dipped in bu*ter It keeps your girl around You see this Gucci belt ?C-Cuggi? hug my waist Might fit it on ?promel? ?Come rileys? hug my face Each day as I appear Them girl won't leave me alone This week is Halle Berry Next week is me alone By Jon Bednarsky