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Intro Superstar Lyrics - Pil2 - Ja Rule

Here's a toast to living my life like a superstar 

Party all through the night just like a rock star 

Girl, when we make love it's like a porn star 

And whenever I ball, bitch, I'm an all-star 

I'm a superstar, superstar, superstar 

I'm a superstar, superstar, superstar 

I'm on my stairway to Heaven, dear heavenly Father 

God had on no Gucci, guessing cause Devil wears Prada 

You know? don't let my bitch get money 

I know you want get it, still you can't take nothing from me 

A nigga living comfy, hoes imported from London 

Half white, half good loving,? packages shipped to the Runners 

? he be straight from Cuba, life is a mo'fucker 

Until you finally fuck her, found out you shouldn'ta trust her 

The lifestyle of a hustler, blow money fast, fuck 'em 

Throw it up in the air, make it all back before sun up 

Every bitch is a come up, no matter who you are 

Here's a toast to the trap stars, biatch 

I'm on my stairway to Heaven, dear heavenly Father 

The devil told me not even Heaven's better than stardom 

Got 'em fucking applauding, had me fooled for a moment 

Like so many others, them cameras done turned into photos 

I seem them flashing lights, but really what's the fucking motive? 

Been motivated all my life, couldn't wait for this moment 

Big house out by the water, maybe I came with the chauffeur 

Now I said? like twelve summers 

We straight from the Bahamas, got me spending like? 

These boys? go somewhere where we got options 

But once I get there, I start to notice my biggest problem 

How am I so alone when I'm so surrounded? 

Still on my stairway to Heaven, dear heavenly Father 

This devil wore a blue dress: Angelina, Madonna 

Fame monster, no relation to Gaga 

Bitch got a lot of problems, money ain't one of 'em, promise 

Graduated with honors, she don't drink, she don't light up 

We're heavy on that powder, now every night is young 

Red murcileago, who the fuck gon' stop her? 

She's been racing towards an early grave, and guess who's the driver (Fame) 

She thought she'd live forever 

Like so many stars whose souls we captured on cameras 

I need my privacy, said it? 

Here's a toast to living my life, man 

 

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