POP STAR lyrics

by

Ricky Hil



[Intro: SosMula]
Beep, uh
Aye, look, look, aye, aye

[Verse: SosMula & Ricky Hil]
I'ma rockstar (Sleezy)
I'ma pop star (Sleezy sleezy)
I can't stop the Wockhardt (Nah nah)
I can't stop the xanny bars (Nah nah)
Weren't for Hell, no I won't go to Heaven (Heaven)
Seeing pills, Jimi Hendrix, take seven (Seven)
Overdose on the channel 11 (Work)
I was seven, f*ck the reverend (f*ck outta here)
Why they keep testin' me? What they getting at? (Getting at)
I get my whole ecstasy double stack (Double stack)
Ever sincе a lil youngin' had a brave heart (Sleezy sleezy)
I had two choices, jail yard or gravеyard (Sleezy sleezy)
My main goal is a cemetery (Yeah)
I lose my heart every February (Oh yeah)
I get some head from your secretary (Splash splash)
I'm getting head in your cherry berries (Splash splash)
My b*tch so bad, she embarrass Halle Berry (Halle Berry)
She like me 'cause I ain't ordinary (Ordinary)
Aye, crushin' up a Perc 30 (Work)
Told that b*tch meet me like 4:30 (Sleezy sleezy)
f*ckin' on that b*tch all raw dirty (Splash splash)
And that pus*y taste like a strawberry (Splash splash)
She got out of Belleview I'm 730 (Belleview)
My young b*tch think I'm hella nerdy
She like I'm 30 like Steph Curry (Like I'm 30)
In them black di*kies and a Devil's jersey (The Jersey)
[Verse 2: SosMula & Ricky Hil]
Aye, I'm a star, Steph Marbury (Sleezy sleezy)
Pounds in the trunk, b*tch my car dirty (My car dirty)
So high, b*tch my shades on, it's all dirty (Vyoom vyoom vyoom)
I rather f*ck her face 'cause her jaw purty (Hey)
I was sellin' base, had my moms worried (Work work work)
I was 'bout to die, had my moms worried (Hey)
I was sellin' base, had my moms worried (Work work work)
I was 'bout to die, had my moms worried (Hey)
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