Joyner Lucas — Shooting Star

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I get love down in Cali’ like the homie Dre
But these hoes think I’m Snoop they won’t go away
They should play this down in Compton with a cherry drop top
Then everybody get to blasting till they blow the bass (uh)
I ain’t gotta say much bitches know the face
Joyner Lucas see it tatted on the shoulder blade
Try to Play me you just Skating on a frozen lake
I just wanna put it in her mouth and make her poker face
Tell me is you taken for the night? (tell me)
I know what you thinking I’m your saviour for the night
I’ve been paper chasing till my bank be looking right
I just need some motivation what you drankin’ for the night
And don’t be talking bout them other heads
Ask about me I’ve been macking like I’m fucking crag
Bitches love me in the country like I’m uncle ted
I’m just honest with you don’t mistake me for a fucking sac
Nah
Homie I’m just what you made me I’m a shooting star (shooting star)
Got a house in the hamptons and a million cars
We done came from the projects you know who we are (you know who we are)
I’m fine and on top of that livin’ in the sky (one more time) (one more time)
Homie I’m just what you made me I’m a shooting star
Got a house on the headland and a million cars
We done came from the projects you know who we are (joyner)
I’m fine and on top of that livin’ in the sky
Black shorts and a tank top
Dead silence on the charm from the chain spot (woo)
Couple dollas in my pocket they don’t meen much
I don’t care for bragging you can have it I don’t need much
I remember I was just a nada
Shaggy with da holla back when bitches used to call me Mr. Labalaba
Now I’m Mr. Popacala Mr. Drop a dolla
Now I’m Mr. Master P Mr. bou it bout it
I got bitches I ain’t bored of yet (nope)
Call up Bizzo they gon’ hit me with the check
I ain’t even got chronic it’s the water bed
Then she wanna fuck even tho she never saw me yet
But I told her don’t be talking bout them other heads
Ask about me I’ve been macking like a fucking crack
Bitches love me in the country like I’m a lieutenant
I’m just honest with you don’t mistake me for a fucking sac
Hoe
For a fucking sac
Homie I’m just what you made me I’m a shooting star
Got a house on the headland and a million cars
We done came from the projects you know who we are
I’m fine and on top of that livin’ in the sky
Homie I’m just what you made me I’m a shooting star
Got a house on the headland and a million cars
We done came from the projects you know who we are
I’m fine and on top of that livin’ in the sky
Joyner
Joyner