Star Of The Show
Loving you, is all I wanna doLoving you, is all I wanna do
YeeahUghUghUgh
See I’ve been going on and on for everthem haters probably wonder when I’m gone stop, never!most of it’s been good but I’ve seen some bad weatherand niggas watching now, wouldn’t even give me an umbrellabut I aint tripping, I made a million on my ownmay come to your surprise but I pictured it all alongwhen I was 16, finna get put out my homenow the man making money, my nigga, my money growingand I can do what I what, went form being hated onto niggas try to go down the same road I made it onaint no love lost but aint no love shownso now when niggas call I just don’t pick up the phoneI’m breaking down the weed, put it in the bongblow a hundred racks, put it in the songparty every weekend, hardly ever homedon’t see me face to face so you have to talk about me when I gone
[Chorus]stay away from the fake or phoney (phoney)niggas who can’t support their ownso keep pay me from the crowdeverybody wants to be the star of the show-ow-owwwthe show-ow-owww (ow-owww)the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
The drinks poured up, weed’s rolled upand all my jewelery ice to piece froze upI only like to see the hoes who keep their nose uphave any nigga in the World but she chose usI remember them same hoes aint even notice usget you to buy us a drink than its over cuzwe back around the time that she sober’d upshit aint been the same since the limosuine showed upthe best moments of my lifenever filled this much plastic off of Polo in my liferarely gon to see, smoking with ya wifeplus anything you want I can afford to buy it twiceit’s the way we know, wake up in the morn’like “where did all my paper go”grow some more weed and get medicatedeveryday is a holiday so we celebrated
[Chorus]