If I had things my way, I wouldn't be a zero

Rather be respected like Pierre Ferro

Every album I touch 5 mics

I'd be on MTV with Tommy Lee ridden dirt bikes

Me and Fred Durst cooking brought worst

And one of those huge barbecues with them Bunny skirts

I wouldn't need a barricade at my shows

'cause it would be nothing but celebrity friends the first 10 rows

I'd have a 90 pound slut on my arm

Who likes like a little skinny dude with a perm

But she's a super model and she works in Brazil

And her daddy places pool on the isle of ???

I remember when I met at a party in France

I sent her a rose with a note "May I have this dance?"

Jeckel whut? I don't even know who they are

If I had things my way, I'd be a superstar



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I'm so famous I'm so sweet

I'm so neat I can't be beat

Call my one time

I'm so fashion, I'm divine

I'm so famous I'm so sweet

I'm so neat I can't be beat

Call my one time

I'm so fashion, I'm divine



I got a call this morning Denis Rodman & Carson Daily

They want to meet me up for lunch at the Bailey

And I don't even know them people

But we famous, so we consider each other equal

Where am I from? Oh yea Detroit city

I remember that tiny little town, so itty bitty

I think I used to have some family there

In fact I wonder if. Rmmm... anyway, jauque do my hair

Sniffing cocaine off of crystal counter top

Kissy face, sucking on her ruby red lolly pop

Shaggy Who? Watch me clean up the ghetto

I sleep on a mattress sprinkled with rose pedals

Make my music, write my song I'll come sing it

And when the royalty check comes, better bring it

Mr Masoose come and rub me down gently

Mom hers the keys, go and wash the Bentley



(Fast Talking I Can't Even Make Out)



Superstar....



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I'm like a zerko, I suck my drummers dick

I ain't gay or nothing, I just did it for kicks

I like to play the crazy rock star it helps my rep

You shoulda seen me at the movie premiere with Johny Depp

I love Hollywood parties, I live like a star

I'll kiss your ass, even if I don't know who you are

I'll jump in your pictures and I'll get in your way

I'm annoying as fuck, I'm like that one kid from Sugar Ray

Do I remember Twiztid? Of course I do, Twisted Sister,

They used to play with Motely Crue

Oh you mean them rapper kids that were down with me?

No, I don't recall, excuse me, security!

I don't need old friends, I'm way bigger

Sorry, my phones ringing, it's Tommy Hilfiger

I'll see you when I see if I remember who you are

After all, you're talking with the superstar



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