Superstar — текст песни (Fat Pat f Mike D, Billy Cook)

(Billy Cook)
Oooooh-oooooh

[Hook - 2x]
Playa haters, wanna know who you are
When you coming down, like a superstar
If you really wanna know, who it be
It`s Fat Pat, and the boy Mike D

[Fat Pat]
Playa haters, wanna know who I be
The capital letters, F-A to the T
Coming down slow, in my candy red drop
Everybody looking at me, but I don`t stop
Thangs done changed in the game, since way back
Cause I done came up, a playa got what stacks
Now broads on my jock, got to back-back
Cause everybody wanna be, with that Fat Pat
Hard to see reality, done brought me to a G
Thangs done changed, I got paper in my hands see
Paid in full, make stacks
So a young...don`t know, how to act
So I think back in the game, when broads use to diss
Now I`m coming up, and them shops can kiss
A real playa`s..., cause I`m crawling down slow
Come up in the game, just to let everybody know

[Hook - 2x]

[Mike D]
It`s been a long long time, in the game
21 young, and I finally got my fame
Dollas and cents, can`t let it change me
True to the game, so the fame don`t amaze me
Living my life, as a hustler
Doing this dirt, since a youngster
So Mr. what you saying, ain`t doing nothing to me
Got to come with it, if you really wanna do me
I remember back in, 90 what 3
Me and Bamino, was in the J-A-G
Boys ain`t like it, I don`t really care
Cause down in H-Town, we was born to be playas
Broke my paper down, I`ma still make my ends
1996, came hopped off the Benz
Boys in my face, like it wasn`t really nothing
That`s why I came down, chopping on them buttons man

[Hook - 2x]

[Fat Pat]
Hit a lick I came up, I`m back in the game
I came up, and now a playa got a bigger name
Now I got fame, I ain`t the one to blame
Now them boys wanna be trying to what, claim
A big old pimp, by the name of P-A-T
Living in luxury, doing it like a O.G
Everyday, all day
I`m starched down, piece on my neck I don`t play
Ike will spray, leave candy red
Came up out the shop, and I turned a lot of heads
Got new friends, cause I got ends
When I came back, I picked up a bubble twin
Old school partnas, like Blunt and Chris
Everybody know, we do it just like this
Syrup and lemonade, with Sacci shades
We gon parlay, and I just say

[Hook - 2x]

(Billy Cook)
Yeeeeeeeeeeah, ooooooooh yeah
Oh-oh-oh, yeeeah, yeeee-eeeeah
Hooo-ooooo, yeeeeeah
Playa haters, wanna know who you are
When you coming down, like a superstar
If you really wanna, who it be
It`s Fat Pat, and the boy Mike D