Superstar Songtext
von Left Boy
Superstar Songtext
I was born into the business
I started at a young age
Got a guitar for christmas
And Momma put me on stage
Ooh Ah Ah
You better learn to play
Ooh Ah ah
′Cause baby we got some bills to pay
Ooh Ah Ah
I know you gonna make it far
Ooh Ah Ah
'Cause you my god damn Super Star
Baby gotta learn to dance
Put your arms up and clap your hands
You can′t hang out with your friends
Until momma got a Mercedes Benz
And now im 17
I got a movie 'bout my life
My momma's tellin′ ma-ma-me
Baby you did alright
Just keep your body tight
Follow Jesus Christ
And get yourself a lady that′s good for makin' headlines
Ooh Ah Ah
Picture up on TMZ
Ooh Ah Ah
Cover of people magazine
Ooh Ah Ah
Oh he′s gonna make it far
Ooh Ah Ah
He's such a god damn superstar!
Summer in St Tropez
Just bought a house up in LA
Everywhere I go all eyes on me
Momma gonna get a Maybach on her birthday
God damn God damn
I′m in demand
Quick hundred grand
On instagram
Big in japan
I'm down in Cannes
Check out the tan
Hedi Slimane
Wants the boy in front row again
Oh Ferdinand
I got this model saying
Ooh Ah Ah
In the backseat of the limousine
Ooh Ah Ah
Oh baby she just wanna be seen with me
Ooh Ah Ah
I got my name on Hollywood Boulevard
Ooh Ah Ah
I must be a god damn superstar
I got so much money in the bank
I put tinted windows on everything
Hundred million fans
Wanna get up in my business
"What′s he doing? What is this?"
That's what happened to the boy that got the guitar for christmas
Ooh Ah Ah
You better learn to play
Ooh Ah ah
'Cause baby we got some bills to pay
Ooh Ah Ah
I know you gonna make it far
Ooh Ah Ah
′Cause you my god damn Super Star
I started at a young age
Got a guitar for christmas
And Momma put me on stage
Ooh Ah Ah
You better learn to play
Ooh Ah ah
′Cause baby we got some bills to pay
Ooh Ah Ah
I know you gonna make it far
Ooh Ah Ah
'Cause you my god damn Super Star
Baby gotta learn to dance
Put your arms up and clap your hands
You can′t hang out with your friends
Until momma got a Mercedes Benz
And now im 17
I got a movie 'bout my life
My momma's tellin′ ma-ma-me
Baby you did alright
Just keep your body tight
Follow Jesus Christ
And get yourself a lady that′s good for makin' headlines
Ooh Ah Ah
Picture up on TMZ
Ooh Ah Ah
Cover of people magazine
Ooh Ah Ah
Oh he′s gonna make it far
Ooh Ah Ah
He's such a god damn superstar!
Summer in St Tropez
Just bought a house up in LA
Everywhere I go all eyes on me
Momma gonna get a Maybach on her birthday
God damn God damn
I′m in demand
Quick hundred grand
On instagram
Big in japan
I'm down in Cannes
Check out the tan
Hedi Slimane
Wants the boy in front row again
Oh Ferdinand
I got this model saying
Ooh Ah Ah
In the backseat of the limousine
Ooh Ah Ah
Oh baby she just wanna be seen with me
Ooh Ah Ah
I got my name on Hollywood Boulevard
Ooh Ah Ah
I must be a god damn superstar
I got so much money in the bank
I put tinted windows on everything
Hundred million fans
Wanna get up in my business
"What′s he doing? What is this?"
That's what happened to the boy that got the guitar for christmas
Ooh Ah Ah
You better learn to play
Ooh Ah ah
'Cause baby we got some bills to pay
Ooh Ah Ah
I know you gonna make it far
Ooh Ah Ah
′Cause you my god damn Super Star
Writer(s): Kirkwood George Coakley, Theophilus Coakley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com