Willam - Starf**er lyrics

This is Vicky Vox, God dammit, you shut that up! I see you hangin' round like you want a piece Hoe get off your phone, sending pics to Tmz I don't know you but you know me Come party Vip style Go head make a wish on this shootin star Get in to our best shape, can you find my lipo scars? Come follow me we'll get the cars on my (?) You better never let me catch you callin after my money I will drop you on your a** so fast But you can come at me with paparazzi clickin and flashin, action (?) me honey Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya Don't need to trick me boy I'm not a f**in s**er But you can be my starf**er I want you to speak slowly, clearly and concisely, How Old Are You? Now you were incarcerated for a period of time, yes? I want you to answer my question, When Did You Go To Jail? You're fibbing, you're fibbing You can't dance fast enough for me Upholstery's real clean, let's try to make it dirty Hurry up now boo it's already midnight-thirty So wrap it up I got a premiere It's your privilege just to be here Long hair, red bottoms yeah you want 'em and you know that I got 'em I will punch you straight right up in your face Move over Britney I got baby daddies up in my pocket, clock it God I'm awesome Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya Don't need to trick me boy I'm not a f**in s**er But you can be my starf**er Aww yeah it's the thickness, Vicky Vox I got some... oh no I don't, this isn't me? Shoot my bu*t up with silicone, like you wanna see my number up in your phone I am the only everything (?) and see if you can s** me with my tits on your backs Yall know that I couldn't give a sh** and this song ain't gonna be a hit Don't know why this clit tryna make me spit And get up on the motherf**in mic and Panty sniffer, (?), tranny chaser (?) Get your a** here and let me eat your babies I'll be your (?) straight up out the 80s Don't be asking for my digits, I won't say it again Your fifteen minutes are up and mine are bout to begin Less (?), more (?) blow You're a starf**er boo and you gotsta go, What! Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya Don't need to trick me boy I'm not a f**in s**er But you can be my starf**er Why am I here? Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya Don't need to trick me boy I'm not a f**in s**er But you can be my starf**er