I'm Not A Star
Lyrics
Rick Ross
[Intro]
Maybach Music
[Verse 1]
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a pistol in the car, a 45
If I'd die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louie, I'm talkin' all brown linen
Make all of my b*tches tattoo my logo on they titty
Put a statue of a n*gga in the middle of the city
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n*ggas where it hurts
Told on my partner and help them cracker's give him 30
I told him I got it, therefore I gotta do ya dirty
Back on my Bizz, been in this b*tch since 830
Scoot me a dime, now makin off at 1030
Goin' on 12, go home and tell that man a lie
I got a bake sale, b*tch its 30' for the pie
9 for the slice, dummy that's a Dan Marino
Talkin' quarterbacks mean ya talkin' quarter kilos
N*ggas feel my pain, I ain't even gotta say it
Where I come from if you open it you payin'
How I can save when all my n*ggas in the can
Am I my brothers keeper, motherf*cker take my hand
[Hook]
Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a n*gga spendin' c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star
[Bridge]
All black Lamborghini, smokin' on the sticky
Got a couple dollars, now this n*gga think he Ricky
[Hook]
Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a n*gga spendin' c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star
[Verse 2]
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I spent a milly on the car, it come alive
Never feed it after dark, gotta treat it like Gremlin
It's a multi-million dollar motherf*cker in it
And I'm quick to blow a milli in a minute
I know them people wanna stick me with the sentence
I'm a player catchin' b*tches like I'm TO
Trunk full of work, yeah this n*gga think he Nino
Three dice yeah, grab a n*gga for a kilo
Pinky ring a hundred grand but keep that on the d-low
Diddy negotiates and the paperwork to Theo
My n*ggas never sing if I need 'em I go to Ne-Yo
F*ck a famous b*tch then I treat her just like a ski-oh
Not even worth a shower, just grab me a stick of deo
Monday for ménage and Tuesday I get a trio
And the b*tch that get a gift on the scriff, she was a PO
[Hook]
Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a n*gga spendin' c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star
Maybach Music
[Verse 1]
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a pistol in the car, a 45
If I'd die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louie, I'm talkin' all brown linen
Make all of my b*tches tattoo my logo on they titty
Put a statue of a n*gga in the middle of the city
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n*ggas where it hurts
Told on my partner and help them cracker's give him 30
I told him I got it, therefore I gotta do ya dirty
Back on my Bizz, been in this b*tch since 830
Scoot me a dime, now makin off at 1030
Goin' on 12, go home and tell that man a lie
I got a bake sale, b*tch its 30' for the pie
9 for the slice, dummy that's a Dan Marino
Talkin' quarterbacks mean ya talkin' quarter kilos
N*ggas feel my pain, I ain't even gotta say it
Where I come from if you open it you payin'
How I can save when all my n*ggas in the can
Am I my brothers keeper, motherf*cker take my hand
[Hook]
Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a n*gga spendin' c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star
[Bridge]
All black Lamborghini, smokin' on the sticky
Got a couple dollars, now this n*gga think he Ricky
[Hook]
Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a n*gga spendin' c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star
[Verse 2]
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I spent a milly on the car, it come alive
Never feed it after dark, gotta treat it like Gremlin
It's a multi-million dollar motherf*cker in it
And I'm quick to blow a milli in a minute
I know them people wanna stick me with the sentence
I'm a player catchin' b*tches like I'm TO
Trunk full of work, yeah this n*gga think he Nino
Three dice yeah, grab a n*gga for a kilo
Pinky ring a hundred grand but keep that on the d-low
Diddy negotiates and the paperwork to Theo
My n*ggas never sing if I need 'em I go to Ne-Yo
F*ck a famous b*tch then I treat her just like a ski-oh
Not even worth a shower, just grab me a stick of deo
Monday for ménage and Tuesday I get a trio
And the b*tch that get a gift on the scriff, she was a PO
[Hook]
Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card but a n*gga spendin' c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star
