Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa - Star Of The Show songtekst
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Loving you, is all I wanna do Loving you, is all I wanna do Yeeah Ugh Ugh Ugh See I’ve been going on and on for ever them haters probably wonder when I’m gone stop, never! most of it’s been good but I’ve seen some bad weather and niggas watching now, wouldn’t even give me an umbrella but I aint tripping, I made a million on my own may come to your surprise but I pictured it all along when I was 16, finna get put out my home now the man making money, my nigga, my money growing and I can do what I what, went form being hated on to niggas try to go down the same road I made it on aint no love lost but aint no love shown so now when niggas call I just don’t pick up the phone I’m breaking down the weed, put it in the bong blow a hundred racks, put it in the song party every weekend, hardly ever home don’t see me face to face so you have to talk about me when I gone [Chorus] stay away from the fake or phoney (phoney) niggas who can’t support their own so keep pay me from the crowd everybody wants to be the star of the show-ow-owww the show-ow-owww (ow-owww) the show-ow-owww (ow-owww) the show-ow-owww (ow-owww) the show-ow-owww (ow-owww) The drinks poured up, weed’s rolled up and all my jewelery ice to piece froze up I only like to see the hoes who keep their nose up have any nigga in the World but she chose us I remember them same hoes aint even notice us get you to buy us a drink than its over cuz we back around the time that she sober’d up shit aint been the same since the limosuine showed up the best moments of my life never filled this much plastic off of Polo in my life rarely gon to see, smoking with ya wife plus anything you want I can afford to buy it twice it’s the way we know, wake up in the morn’ like “where did all my paper go†grow some more weed and get medicated everyday is a holiday so we celebrated [Chorus]