't go Please don't go Oh, I jeopardized everythin' I loved Oh, what the hell could I have been thinkin' of? Oh, I should have loved you right when I had the chance Yeah
We're sitting here today with film star Natalie Portman Hello, so Natalie, what's the day In life of Natalie Portman like? Do you really wanna know? Please
that lounging in my chair? Who's that casting devious stares in my direction? Mama, this surely is a dream Yeah, yeah mama, this surely is a dream Dig it, yeah
So make your peace, 'cause 666 is the mark of the beast It's dark in these streets And some might see it hard to believe but God is in me Yeah, though
then But now I feel ya... I'm eighteen, and now I'm havin' big fun My baby's mother just had my first son May eleven, I never will forget the day A star
the hell are they yellin'? What the hell are they yellin'? (Super high) What the hell are they yellin'? What the hell are they yellin'? What the hell
catch a grip? And bitch, get my dick off your lip And tell your niggaz to get back Before somethin' happenin' like you gettin' pimp slapped Thinkin' of a true star
got ta-dat-ta-dat-tap for your lady wouldja wanna? (Hmmm.. yeah, right) Cause you answer the phone "peace" do that mean that you not a freak? (Hell no
me with a little, baseline or groove, knahmsayin? Yeah, breakfast food, UHH! [C] When you wish [I] When you wish [C] Upon a star [I] Upon a star
the morning, Hop up in them throne and Wave to them haters like, what's up? (Say, What's up?) See, you might have to yell, 'Cause my music's loud as hell
by the last house Yeah I always want to star I always want to have the cameras posted on my car I always want to know, who the hell they are Hanging on the star
tramp and I love you Hold me down, hold me down Mesmerisin' me All the world can see I can sing, oh yeah I'm drivin' in the back seat of your love Shooting stars
Man, I'm fresh as hell in this hoodie Uh, yeah, uh, uh, let's get it Oh, Omarion, yeah, uh, yeah With my hoodie on With my hoodie on With my hoodie on
..what a time it would be) What a time it will be....yea! [chorus] [fade out:] Oahh... what do you say... Ooo... whoooa... what do you say... yeah yeah
(verse 1) You running out of luck, yea ya stars are not aligned And now, played the last game with you for the last time Threw the cards on the table
in MIAM We acting stupid Damn Call the whip Soulja Boy, doors do the Superman (YOUOO) Ya thats the superman we call it the Lago G Star car goes boot us outta stars
Got a few cars in my garage, still I like to ride them old schools How them gangstas do, yeah, yeah And I keep it way pimpin' on true and vogues Ridin
Hey man, hey man, yeah go 'head with that man Just rhymin' over here man Hey go 'head, go get drunk, nigga Ay, go smoke yo' weed, nigga Yo, go drink