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Hey now, ah'm an ALL STAR, get mah mac on, all day
Hey now, I'm a POP STAR , get mah show on, get paid
Those other four need to be told
Olny ass like dis, gets seats sold
Ah'm a rude boy, got a chip on my shoulder
And I got the cute face cuz' the rest are all older
Don't even try to step and beg to differ
Judging signs that chicks hold with mah picture
The hair ah've got is far from being thin
But choo all like my fro so its' stayin' like it is
Mah worlds on fire, how 'bout yours?
Cuz that's the way ah i like it when ah'm getting all the whores
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Somebody once asked if I could spare some change perhaps
They want to get a necklace big as they face
I said NOPE, but what a concept, I could use some tacky jewels myself
Say JRT cause you all know mah name
Well, da hos start comin' and dey don't stop comin'
Looking in da mirror and its me I'm lovin'
Didn't make sense just to sing for fun,
Your pockets get fat but your head gets dumb
So much baby blue, so much for me
So why some of ya'll still like da backstreet?
Ya'll musta never seen mah show
Ya'll never laid eyes on this fine bro
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