T-Pain - Superstar Lady lyrics

(Intro) I love to call his name… Ooh Ooh Yeah (Verse 1, Tallaha**ee-Pain) She got a stomach like Ciara Hair like Beyoncé Gabrielle Union smile Lips like Ashanti I'm KC & JoJo She is my Devante Titties muy bien Booty mucho grande She is so exotic like she's from another country She is so erotic; download p**nos every Sunday Freaky in the bed; I tie her up like a mummy I gotta let her meet my mommy (Chorus) I think I got a superstar lady Oh yeah yeah And she's addicted to the flashing Lights, camera, action A superstar lady Oh yeah Right outta Hollywood Everything you probably would want in a girl So I, Break it down, For Shawty And she like it (Yeah) She like it (Yeah) I, Break it down, For Shawty And she like it (Yeah) She like it (Verse 2, T-Pain) She got them thighs like Angelina Aguilera, Christina Searching for my Shawty Tell me have you seen her? Party like a Hilton Sex like a Kardashian God is so damn good to me What more can you ask of him? I got one of them Jessica's Alba, Biel, or Simpson Never been a harlot—she's a Scarlett Johansson She make me feel good every time that she get with me I can be her K-Fed She can be my Brit-en-y (Chorus) I got a superstar lady Oh yeah yeah And she's addicted to the flashing Lights, camera, action A superstar lady Oh yeah Right outta Hollywood Everything you probably would want in a girl So I, Break it down, For Shawty And she like it (Yeah) She like it (Yeah) I, Break it down, For Shawty (For Shawty) And she like it (She like it) She like it (Verse 3, Young Cash) She got a booty like Serena Thighs like Trina Lips like that chick off of the Martin show Gina Shawty always looking fly every time I seen her I might let Shawty drive my Beemer yeah See? And me I'ma be on the pa**enger side (Side) Other girls jealous asking me, "Why?" (Why?) And I tell them, "Cause Shawty the baddest." She a A+ You a C; just average (Average) And I don't care if you get mad b**h (Mad b**h) Cause I know that you really wanna have this (Have this) But the way you look is tragic (Tragic) So go ahead and disappear like magic (Chorus) I got a superstar lady Oh yeah yeah And she's addicted to the flashing Lights, camera, action A superstar lady Oh yeah Right outta Hollywood Everything you probably would want in a girl So I, Break it down, For Shawty And she like it (Yeah) She like it (Yeah) I, Break it down, For Shawty And she like it (Yeah) She like it