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young stoner life & young thug - superstar lyrics

[intro]
(wheezy outta here)

[chorus: future]
everybody wanna be a superstar
get a lot of money, drive fancy cars
everybody wanna be a superstar
get a lot of money, might not see tomorrow
everybody wanna be a superstar
get a lot of money, f+ck fancy broads
everybody wanna be a superstar
get a lot of money, drive fancy cars
stickin’ to the models, yeah
drinkin’ out the bottle, yeah

[verse 1: future]
what have you done to deserve this?
you gon’ have to keep a gun if it’s dirty
spend a mansion on a car and park it in the slum
got diamonds on me, got a glock, holdin’ thirty drum
we buss a check up down the middlе, now it’s figures
i packed the hood out on thе jet when i first came up
money brought pain before the fame, i was painless
sh+t ain’t the same, you get more money, it get more dangerous
it could be a motive when you litty and you famous
f+ck on her few times, ’til it feel like she a stranger
[chorus: future]
everybody wanna be a superstar
get a lot of money, drive fancy cars
everybody wanna be a superstar
get a lot of money, drive fancy cars

[verse 2: young thug]
abu dhabi trips with a us broad
back to back lamb’s, need an extra garage
lamborghini keys, touch screen when it start
smokin’ on exotic, you can smell when it tar
bl!cky, bl!cky, put it extendo on the fn with me
let me spray it in the air, now it’s sticky, sticky
we just came up from the dead, now i’m the sh+t+sh+t, yeah
rose gold diamonds in my mouth when i smile, b+tch
i just brought it to the spot, it changed the climate
i got b+tches in the back and on the side of me
he didn’t bring me all my racks so now he gotta leave
i just wanna smoke him ’cause he shot at me
cash out in the mall, it’s worth a quarter key
bread gang so we get a lot of keys
prayin’ to the god and my rosary

- young stoner life young thug lyrics

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