Stardust lyrics

[Chorus: Ugly God]
I ain't been home in a week (Week)
Gone off the gas, I'm geeked
b*tches be needy, pimpin' ain't easy
She wanna f*ck on a beast (Beast)
Brought that b*tch back to the east (Ya dig)
b*tch, why you playin' with me? (Wait)
b*tch, you ain't stayin' with me (Nope)
(Ooh) I ain't been home in a week (Week)
Gone off the gas, I'm geeked
b*tches be needy, pimpin' ain't easy
She wanna f*ck on a beast (Beast)
Brought that b*tch back to the east (Ya dig)
b*tch, why you playin' with me? (Wait)
b*tch, you ain't stayin' with me (Nope)

[Verse 1: MrHeadA$$Trendy]
Ayy, I don't f*ck with her 'cause I'm playin' games
Pick up that b*tch and drop off with the pains
I'm feeling good, I'm fresh like powder
Pull out my di*k, and I bet she devour
Wait on my comeback, sooner than soon
f*ck my ex-b*tch, she a dirty baboon
If I don't like that ho, then I'll pass her to Merrick
These n*ggas be copyin', n*ggas be parrots
I'm making jokes, and I bet she say, "Ha"
My b*tch is Spanish, "Feliz Navidad"
n*ggas be trippin', I'm water whippin'
Might f*ck yo' b*tch because that's how I'm feelin'
I don't smoke gas, but I'm high off the ceiling
Breathe in the mic, and that b*tch get a million
I'm like a wagon, you gettin' carried
Yo' career dead, you gettin' buried
[Chorus: Ugly God]
(Ayy, ooh)
I ain't been home in a week (Week)
Gone off the gas, I'm geeked
b*tches be needy, pimpin' ain't easy
She wanna f*ck on a beast (Beast)
Brought that b*tch back to the east (Ya dig)
b*tch, why you playin' with me (Wait)
b*tch, you ain't stayin' with me (Nope)
(Ooh) I ain't been home in a week (Week)
Gone off the gas, I'm geeked
b*tches be needy, pimpin' ain't easy
She wanna f*ck on a beast (Beast)
Brought that b*tch back to the east (Ya dig)
b*tch, why you playin' with me? (Wait)
b*tch, you ain't stayin' with me (Nope)

[Verse 2: Ugly God]
Pull up in a rental (Check, foreign)
Do it for the camera (Check, flash)
Take a chance like gambler (Check, roll the dice)
Put him on a banner (Check, ayy)
Ayy, I been a real one since a minor
Gucci on my fiber
My b*tch bad as f*ck, but she don't wear designer
And she know it's up, but I'm always reclinin'
My chain nice as f*ck, but it bite like a tiger
I pop out the cut with a scope like a sniper
She give me the suck, and I dip in the Chrysler
She pullin' up 'cause I know she a rider
I beat from the front, now she wet like a geyser
Went deep in her gut, now she caught me recordin'
Soon as I bust, I dip out in a foreign
Caught her at the club, and I f*ck by the morning
Left her in the dust 'cause that b*tch super (Mathias) boring
[Outro]
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