Red carpet
Take your pictures motherfucker
Take yo′ picture motherfucker
That's right
Motherfuckin′ chauffeur
Drivin' a motherfuckin' Rolls Royce
Starstruck
Starstruck
Take your pictures motherfucker
Starstruck
Star
Take your pictures motherfucker
Star
Starstruck
Star
The all-star game
I laugh like the mayor
A lot of jackasses went out there
You can name a fuckin′ basketball player
Sideline max
Lookin′ for ass cracks
Stay in your Super 8 room bastards
Y'all watch the camera zoom
My funk contest sizzle
Your ass didn′t even go to the dunk contest
Freaks had they minds set over 6'1" niggas
Ended up with 6′1" dumb niggas
I heard they shot up Sunset and Gower
It was on the news
What's gonna run niggas
Starstruck and mad
You didn′t get no Brian Shaw pictures
Left your kids with the fuckin' babysitters
Mad depressed
Fuck
That's right
Look at your baby spitter
Complainin′ like your baby shitters
Starstruck
Star
Take your pictures motherfucker
Star
Starstruck
Take your pictures motherfucker
Star
Starstruck
Star
6,000 Motherfuckers lined up in front of Roscoe′s
For what I don't know
Where′s the after party?
Bitch suck my dick
You still sniffin' blow
You′s a Vanessa Williams lookin' like you′s a sniffin' ho
2 O'clock motherfucker go home
You′d rather stay up and ride somebody′s truck
Lookin' for spoke rims and gold chrome
I′m the type of guy to make you change
Your goddamn tan and tone
Your blonde weave on your bald head
You fuckin' with Steve
Arrogant monkey
You was a asshole stopped up with cheese
Hollywood star jocker
Think you in the limelight
Plastic ass motherfucker
Cut it out please
All that bullshit chains on your jeans
Around your knees
Starstruck
Star
Take your pictures motherfucker
Starstruck
Starstruck
Take your pictures motherfucker
Star
Starstruck
Starstruck
Starstruck
Star
Starstruck
Starstruck
Fuckin′ starstruck
Starstruck
Starstruck
You so fuckin' starstruck
Star
Starstruck
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