Superstar

"Whassup, man?" "What up?"
"Can you believe I went in
This mothafking place and this
This arrogant son of a bitch
Behind the counter had
The nerve to call me a fking superstar"
"Rock star"
"No, I, no, a superstar, a rock star none
The less, but a superstar, yes, no, and
And what I don't understand is how the
Fk am I a superstar? How
Are you a superstar? We don't got
A fking video on MTV" "No!"
"I got one car! And it's got a flat
Tire and a fking broken rear view mirror"
"I got two cars" "You got two cars?"
"But still" "You might be a superstar"
"No" "I seen you flying around the hood"
"No!" "You might be a superstar"
"Never!" "Ok, well look, so I
Don't understand that shit
Basically that shit ain't shit to me
I ain't a mothafking"
"You might be a rock star ya know
Maybe a rock star"
"You could be a rock star with a little
Bit of effort and a video i can
Work you into some A&R i can get
You on the radio, you, my friend
Can be a rock star" "Nice"
"Warped Tour, baby"

Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit
Don't let it go to your head

I'm rocking a phat ass mink
And some chipped sunglasses
So sweet and sticky they
Call me Lil' Molasses
Don't let it fool you though
I'm a neck slitter
Chest hair permed, all covered in glitter
I got bitches falling out of
My pockets at all times
Lying on me, spreading these rumors
To all kinds hating on me
Leaving these people with false lines
Bitch, you must be out your goddamn mind
Understand I'm the mothafking shit, bitch
And you ain't got to say it, I
Can see it on your lips, please
Put my dick on a hot dog bun
And put that in your mouth
And keep my name off your tongue, hoe
(BIATCH) pink fun in that Twiztid thong
I got my homie in the
Car waiting all night long
I ain't shit (Yeah)
You can let the whole world know
The only way I gets some pussy's
If the bitch is a hoe (Eat a dick)

Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit
Don't let it go to your head

Superstar with the boots and a big old dick
Neck, chest, and dick tip covered in lipstick
Rhinestone sunglasses
Nipples tells us about them
Tender young asses and fking in a casket
We like ass with bounce to the ounce
All you lame hoes go and ask your friends
What I'm talking about
Light built, with dollor bills
Got a chauffer with a limo
I ain't never touch a steering wheel
Besides I'm to fine to drive
And after the show it's about getting high
Let's talk about you for a second
Then lets talk about me for
An hour and a half oh yeah
Here go that autograph you asking about
Don't forget to flash your titties
On the way out see, I'm a superstar
Hell I'm on my own dick
Even though I ain't shit
And everybody know it

Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't shit
Superstar, you ain't shit
Don't let it go to your head