Rick Ross - I'm Not A Star Lyrics

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i'm not a star, somebody lied, i got a pistol in the car, a 45

if i'd die today, remember me like john lennon

bury the louis, i'm talkin all brown linen

make all of my bitches tattoo my logo on they titty

put a statue of a nigga in the middle of the city

load up the choppers like it's december thirty first

roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts

told em my partnah and help them faggots give em thirty

i told em i got it, therefore i gotta do ya dirty

back on my benz, been in these bitches 830

scoot me a dime, now man get off at 1030

goin on 12, go home and tell that man i'm lyin'

i got a bake sale, bitches stunnin for the pie

9 for the slice, dummy that's a dan marino

talkin quarterbacks mean ya talkin quarter kilos

niggas feel my pain, i aint even gotta say it

where i come from if they be hopin thatcha payin

how i can save when all my niggas in the can

and by my brothers people, motherfucker take my hand



pull up to the club i got a kilo in the car

black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar

i'm not a star (x4)



all black lamborghini, smokin on the sticky

got a couple dollars, now this nigga think he ricky



pull up to the club i got a kilo in the car

black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar

i'm not a star (x4)



i'm not a star, somebody lied, i spent a milly on the car

it come alive, never feed it after dark, gotta treat it like gremlin

it's a multi-million dollar motherfucker in it

and i'm quick to blow a milli in a minute

i know them people wanna stick me with the senates

i'm a player catchin bitches like i'm TO

trunk full of work, yea this nigga think he neno

three dice yea, grab a nigga for a kilo

pink ring a hundred grand but keep that on the d-low

diddy negotiates and the paperwork the TO

my niggas never sing if i need em i go to neo

fuck a famous bitch then i treat her just like a ski-oh

not even worth a shower, just grab me a stick of deo

monday for monages and tuesday i get a trio

and the bitch that get a gift on the scriff, she was a PO



pull up to the club i got a kilo in the car

black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar

i'm not a star (x4)
 

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