Lyrics
And what i don t understand is how the f k am i a superstar, don t let it go to your head
Can you believe i went in this mothaf king place and this, you ain t shit
I ain t a mothaf king., you ain t shit
This arrogant son, don t let it go to your head
You ain t shit, and some chipped sunglasses
You ain t shit, i can get you on the radio, monoxide child
all covered in glitter
And everybody know it, and it s got a flat tire and a f king broken rear view mirror
How are you a superstar, you ain t shit
Understand i m the mothaf king shit, you ain t shit Twiztid, then lets talk about me for an hour and a half
you ain t shit
You ain t shit, can you believe i went in this mothaf king place and this Twiztid, pink fun in that twiztid thong
Don t let it go to your head, i got my homie in the car waiting all night long, monoxide child
You could be a rock star, can be a rock star, everybody come on superstar
You might be a rock star, you ain t shit
You ain t shit, we like ass with bounce to the ounce, you ain t shit
with a little bit of effort and a video
i seen you flying around the hood
Besides i m to fine to drive, i can work you into some a r
The only way i gets some pussy s if the bitch is a hoe eat a dick, and it s got a flat tire and a f king broken rear view mirror Superstar, i ain t never touch a steering wheel
Of a bitch behind the counter had the nerve to call me a f king superstar, a rock star none the less
