(feat. Matthew Santos, T.I., Young Jeezy)
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[Young Jeezy]
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Lupe [audience raving]
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Ha ha
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Young
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[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
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Ah
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Ah, ah, oh my God
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All this for me, I must be on my job
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First album was a classic, never got an award
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Took my first ten grand and bought a Honda Accord
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And then I pack them things inside the Honda Accord
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And put them on a highway and watch the Honda Accord
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Excuse me Mr. Engineer, hope you pressin' record
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And on behalf of the streets, I just can't be ignored (YEAH!)
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Stagin' all black (black)
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Just like a new glock
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All the broads screamin' like they just seen 2Pac
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Say his earrings 'bout as big as his ego
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Keep a fresh bald head like he just left Kemo (AY!)
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Yes, it ain't mine, this is Lupe's single
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And every time I watch The Wire, it's like I just left Bmore (HA HA!)
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Call me malo, come be my Snoopy
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Superstar, baby, why when you do me (YO!)
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[Chorus 1: Mathew Santos]
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If you are what you say you are
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A superstar
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Then have no fear
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The camera's here
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And the microphones
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And they wanna' know
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Oh, oh, oh
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Yeah
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[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
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You on your fifteenth minute of fame and on the sixteenth
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Beginith the lame, and on seventeen, you lose everything
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The twenty-first is the worse, wishin' you was eleven
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Poppin' like you was seven with the feelin' when you was seconds
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Reminiscin' when you was just in
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Now you just ten, no longer the trend they dressin'
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Now you wonderin' where all the press went
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You no longer impress them
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Get arrested, paparazzi will press then [camera flash]
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I fell on purpose to stay a freshmen
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I lose
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But Lu, attend the school for X-Men
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So when I get my cap and gown and put the rappin' down
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I'll only know half my powers, but I spend half an hour
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Like a senior citizen, havin' a baby shower
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Haters wanna budget, but my fans still love it
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So you can ask them exactly who I are
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Nine weeks in number one, I'm a superstar
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[Chorus 2: Mathew Santos]
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If you are what you say you are
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A superstar
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Then have no fear
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The crowd is here
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And the lights are on
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And they want a show
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Oh, oh, oh
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Yeah
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[Verse 3: T.I.]
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OK now
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Anyone who know me, they know me, the ride
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But when the shit was sellin' slow, it's just my homies and I
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Had to get rid of all the phonies and the homies' disguise
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So you speakin' and I don't reply, homie, don't be surprised
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You ain't gotta ride for me, I ain't asked you to
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Take a journey on my own, I would glad to do
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You go and turn around, now, I call a cab for you
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I stand up on my own two, he kissed a ass or who
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No way, Jose, we pop Rose, blow dro, there's more, no case
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But see, don't say my fault, ain't clip, more yay than Cirque Du Soleil
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Keyser Soze, oh they kill people, kill people and get off like O.J.
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You catch your case, just shut your face, don't get caught singin' do-re
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Mi-fa-se
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La-ti-do, ghetto, he wrote G Code, I obey [audience raving]
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He's so gaye
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They handle them, he's hangin' 'round me, no way
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It's OK
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Life, listen, learn, I 'gest that you go your way
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I be straight
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No conversation, man, this all I'm gonna say
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Hey
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[Repeat Chorus 1 & 2]
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[Matthew Santos]
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If you are
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What you say you are
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Then have no fear
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Superstar (Remix)
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Lupe Fiasco |