Superstar Punani Lyrics - Sublime

So tell me if you really want to be a superstar 

But fiesta on the mike and will surely take you far 

You made that drop on the 24 tracks 

We mix it all down then we put on wax 

Beginning is hyped when you playin in the bars 

A bottomless pit where you make loose and far 

Take away your privacy and take your guitar 

Then take your woman and impound your car 

My beginning of wisdom I won't take you too far 

First you gotta sell your soul to be a superstar 

Baby if you got it forget about that 

Your money don't concern you that's a natural fact 

Shut up your mouth before you get knocked down 

We're gonna listen to your voice upon the speaker box 

First you get a manager but what does he do 

I'll be the first to tell you baby that I don't have a clue 

We're gunna make a phony image for the MTV 

Hear it on the radio say damn that's me 

Whenever I get over on a 3 piece hog 

Jesus and her mom are gonna break your arm 

Put your ass in the john to be a superstar 

I realize sometimes I feel old design 

Oh your reknown position and you just can't hide 

Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff 

All over the world you gotta take that trip 

And then you never thought you'd see the day you'd act like this 

Your rep is getting bigger than a B-52 

And then it goes around the world before it gets back to you 

Hey our love has started can you believe 

Before your eyes this shit just come back to me 

Oh my God I take a rest on the side 

So long so long so long so long I'll see ya 

Oh my God if I'd a let my own 

I'd take it turn around and place it home 

I realize sometimes I feel old design 

Oh your renowned position and you just can't hide 

Whoa it's the position 

I just can't hide 

Bo 

Whatcha want whatcha need 

Give it a bunch of mine and you just can't miss 

Your love feels like this 

Some people love get your shit like this 

Well if you love wad up your love punani punani 

Whoa if you love me punani punani 

Oh my God 

Free yeah free oh oh oh hey 

Want the dogs? Let em go. Let em