(J. Forte, C. Kirschner, C. Webster)
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Produced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI)
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Bass: Concetta Drums/Keys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta
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Princess Superstar's year to make a million women and men scream and cry
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through the millennium
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All up in 'em comin off like deep impact in your drawers because
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This hootchie mommy's booty makes Donald Trump look poor
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Like Dionne Warwick I'll predict your future trick super kicks
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You will listen to this, buy this, 95 cents a damn minute
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Admit it, when you were on monkey bars you thought there'd be candy bars,
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Marquee stars
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Emblazoned up with your name in it
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Maybe you need to shoot me into outer space cuz I don't belong here
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Not in this place not in this atmosphere
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You can take your Palm air Range Rover bitch Plastic tit politics
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And pay it in ducats to the Corrupt Conglomerate
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Fuck it/ I Don't need to party like it's 1999 cuz by that time, the next day at 9:00
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That kid'll be working for me bright and early
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Waxin for me, Filin taxes for me-- suckin dick for me
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What did you dream, what did you dream you'd be?
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Are you where you wanna be?
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2G, Kick it off
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I was gonna be a scientist with more dough
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Marilyn Monroe 2 kids mansion & hi rise co condo mondo
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Fresh pond in the backyard
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High gates and attack guard
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Now look on my card (what's it say?)
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Bitch in charge of shit at my big dick day job
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I got more leg than any legacy to leave
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But I got my head, and peeps and me got plenty Hennessy to pee
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Please call Nasa bring my ass back to your planet
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See I am something I never thought, never even dreamed I'd be
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Princess Superstar
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And at 2G When ya gonna be what you wanna be
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When ya gonna be what you really want to be?
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What did you dream, what did you dream you'd be?
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Are you where you wanna be?
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2G, Kick it off
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(You'll have to ask John Forte the dope shit he kicked next.!)
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Year Two Thousand
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Princess Superstar |