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Текст (слова) песни: Hot Boys - Neighborhood Superstar



Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot

Verse 1: Juvenile

Wodie ask them motherfuckers how the CMB play it
Tanqueray and Alize it, take the llello and weigh it
735`s I drive fits ta match, when I past
Bitches ask, "Who the fuck was that?"
Girl thats Juvenile you don`t know`em he on fire
17 inch momos black magic on his tires
Crushed out stoned, plushed out homes, cellular phones
And concerts in the Superdome
Now I can pump my Beamer and play the Navigator
Sport tailor made outfits with matchin alligators
Visa gold, bank account on swole
Got my million dollar destiny under control
Millions a fantasy, Juvenile`s reality
Bitch I write my own checks bitch I pay my own salary
You want business with me
Boss playa ya have to be
I`ma million dollar nigga these bithces run after me
I got a gold and crome Beretta
I got a 1997 Mercedes compressor
And I can bet a - hundred G`s and my pockets won`t hurt
Nigga set for life nigga puttin` in work

(Chorus) 2x
All kinds of cars
Neighborhood superstar
Feared by many and loved by broads

Verse 2: Baby

Neighborhood superstar
Ridin` in these pretty cars
Uptown niggas livin` like movie stars
Flyin` ta tennessee chillin` with lil jimmie
And transportin` coke back and forth to my city
Takin` flights
Be in Las Vegas over night
Chillin` with Lo Jack
Sippin` on cognac
Goin` to casinos
Gamblin` with the young ninos
Loosin` 20 Gs worth of C notes
Nigga I sold dope all my life
Turned a hundred Gs into two million over night
I guess cuz I`m rich
These hoes say I`m a stuntin` bitch
Thats why I look at all these hoes like the aint shit
But I`m a star
Bitch you can keep that gar
Give me the money and a brand new car
Livin` in eastover dealin` big balla parties
Invitin` all the fuckin` female roovers
Ridin` in lambruginis
Beaches hoes and bikinis
Me and Fresh tag teamin`
Ridin` in convertible land roovers
Hoes be sweatin` cuz of the mouth full of golds
Nigga baallin` out of control

(Chorus) 2x

Verse 3: Mannie Fresh

I come with TVs and VCRs in the cars
And I pack a big dick down in tha draws
I`m a neighborhood peppa boy
Platinum steppa boy
Rolls Royce of my choice not a reppa boy
Young G
Ridin` in a hum v
Broads tellin` bitches tellin` hoes come see
20 inch rims, on Yokahama slims
Check the neck for the diamonds and the gems
Don`t nobody got mo ends than me
Don`t nobody drive a fuckin` benz like me
I got a house in cali and a ranch in texas
17 inches on a brand new lexus
Picture project hoes dancin` on marble floors
Kissin` one nigga from his head to his toes
Who you wanna be like manny or mike
How you gone shine dark or bright
Cuz these hoes be wishin` to ride in a 97 expedition
When I pass I make`em stop look and listen
For tryin` ta follow tha big body empala
Don`t love`em don`t need`em bitch sorry can`t holla

verse 4: Lil Wayne

Now tell me what kinda
Nigga got diamonds that`ll *bling* blind ya
I`m only 14 I`m a big tymer
I`m sittin` on crome all week shiner
My golds hang low
Crystal on the flo
I`ma flex
Twenty thousand dollar rolex
I got my name on a street up in every city
And look everywhere I be I got a mirror wit me
Look I`m feared by many loved by broads
I`m livin` marvelous I`ma superstar (superstar)

(Chorus) 4x

 

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