North Star - Super Star lyrics

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North Star - Super Star lyrics

[Intro: Christbearer] Yeah, yeah, awww, yeah Yeah, yeah, awww, yeah Yeah, yeah, awww, yeah Yeah, yeah, who am I? [Chorus 3X: Christbearer] I be the super star, n***a Champagne caviar, n***a, chaffeur, fetch a car, n***a You better be a star, n***a No matter who you are, n***a, Northstar, n***a [Christbearer] You better be a star, n***a Duma Ashkabar, n***a, young black czar, n***a Jam and jelly at the jar, n***a So approach me that's so far, n***a, where the blood pour, n***a Make 'em all scream "that's our n***a" You better be a star, n***a, play the guitar, n***a Bet the celly in the car, n***a Smoke the cigar, you better be large, n***a [Meko the Pharaoh] Meko get all up in ya (in ya) Stay bending corners in the summer, in the winter Another winner, with a proper education You in violation, going against the black nation (n***a) Multiplications of the world's inflation Got young kids and old men free basing I stay adjacent to the word in the streets Rocking muthaf**as with the Northstar heat So let me take you on a narrow a** language Some caught flame cuz they couldn't change the game Cuz sh** gets strange in the street I'm a Long Beach n***a, with Long Beach heat [Chorus 3X] [Midnight] I got a, groove with the demo, I done, wrote in the memo I done, f**ed with Jay Leno, I done, f**ed bad hoes I done, done the shows, I done, done the crimes I done, done the time, I done, sip the wine I done, f**ed the dimes, I done, toke the nine She came tail along with song, by the way you flood the call Better up in the club, he know I'm buying out the bar Eating the finest foods like caviar, but still a street star Fly TV's in the whip, fly TV b**hes on my dick And I ain't gotta spit, they know what I'm chirping with Yo, I'm a super, super, star, b**h [Coco] We at the bar, so f** who you are And pull toasters, stand a toast at the bar Our reputation is incomparable, match the scar That's for all, something nice and all, getting the mic from moss Ain't enough b**hes in the world could f** me Ain't enough lips in the world can s** me Ain't enough drunks, trust me, in this crystal game My sister seen the pricest things and icey rings And delight the scene, only write, what I've seen Regardless what I seen, the hardest dream Muthaf**as wanna bite you from your center thing That's why I bring the sticky hen, that hangs up a chinky man Sun gla**es wanna train on dime piece a**es f** partying, a lot of crashes I'm back in pulling guns out of stashes You can't splash on the splashes...

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