Just look at you, you're perfect Without trying to, you steal the moment What you do to me, if you only knew Just look at you Your beautiful face, I
who the fuck could complain? Huh? [Gudda Gudda] So you mad cause I'm styling on you? Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you Get violent on you, you
like you could use a friend I'll be here to lift you up again Would you reach out to me one more time And put your hand in mine Would you reach out
you cry, you know you can be a star And with my drinkin', I'd just hold you back So, go on, sign the contracts, kid I'll read about you in some old newspaper
up, know I keep that tool That racks on racks so ma'fuckin' fool All around the globe, bein' on TV Everywhere you look, you see YC Hatin'-ass niggas just
young but I know how to use a gun Judy Grable don't you cry you know you can be a star And with my drinkin' I'd just hold you back Go on and sign the
can cause a heatwave (getchu clapped haa) That mean you diggin you a deep grave Nigga's Jump yo ass have 'em missin you for 3 days (Where he at?) Cam
get you lifted and thinkin' you unstoppable But what I'm bout to tell you is so fuckin'impossible I started giving the bitch my dick She loving the way my jimmy
(feat. Lil Wayne) [Lil Wayne:] Look At Me Bitch Look At Me Bitch Look At Me Bitch I'm An American Superstar [CHORUS: x2] [Flo Rida:] I Got Guns For
walk like this the radio stations'll never put a nigga on Just Mims, just 50, just Wayne, just Jeezy, Dem Franchize Boyz and Jimmy Jones Fuck that, fuck
could complain? Huh? [Gudda Gudda:] So you mad cause I'm styling on you? Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you Get violent on you, you a sissy like
: (feat. Lil Wayne) [Lil Wayne:] Look At Me Bitch Look At Me Bitch Look At Me Bitch I'm An American Superstar [CHORUS: x2] [Flo Rida:] I Got Guns For
topic of news right now surveillance cameras Captured a terrifying attack at a store in Vallejo [Chorus:] Ridin through the turf, on Magazine You know
