Rodney Carrington - Rap Star lyrics

I was born a rapper's son from Atlanta Pimping hoes when I was five years old We had plenty of Cristal and a Bentley Cause that's just how we always like to roll We didn't mind, showing off our Bling, Bling Our golden teeth and our Cadillac Escalade b**hes shake their booty when they past by me And as I smoke my Cuban Tree I've got it made Chorus: I'm living fat and I'm living large Throwing leg in my Bentley car And my P.O. said that I won't get far Being the Son, Of a Rap Star Chillin' at the club with my homies Sippin' on gin and juice when my Boo walks past You better step on off and not be frontin' Or else I'll bust a cap off in your a** I'm my babies Daddy and his a'Mama Don't ask me cause that's all you need to know His pajamas are made by Gucci and Versace Cause that's just how we always like to roll Chorus: I'm living fat and I'm living large Throwing leg in my Bentley car And my P.O. said that I won't get far Being the Son, Of a Rap Star Being the son