Texty: Wiz Khalifa. Deal Or No Deal. Superstar.

[Wiz Khalifa]

Intro:
Yeah! Ladies And Gentleman! [haha!]
I'd like to welcome y'all, to the life, of a star! Yeah, superstar that is, and that's me, Young, Wizzle Man! [haha!][yeah!]

Verse 1:

Little nigga, big money, big dreams
Tall nigga, small nigga, big team
Small team, 5 o' 1 fit jeans
Some say my life can't be all that it seems
Big things, big hoes wanna go back to my spot, they say how my shit gleams
Remember when I was a little nigga, fifteen, it's funny how I've grown, yeah my money kinda long
[yeah!]
And your girl know the words to every song, 'cause ima star
Different week, ain't no tellin' where we are, look up I might be gone
[yeah!]
The man goes to get that cash and, cash and, move it, I see through them lights flashin, flashin
Ain't no need to even ask it
Fuck the world, live erryday like it's your last
[yeah!]

Chorus:
No matter where you go,
They know who ya are,
Run up screaming, 'cause they know, your a superstar!
Your a superstar!
Your a superstar!
[yeah!]

Verse 2:
Got bright, grind hard, got paper
Got in the game and got more haters
My whole swag got grown, got tailored
Hop on a plane and talk to y'all later!
[yeah!]
This good weed man, my blunts not flavoured
My whole gang Gucci frame, Chuck Taylor
We ball hard like the majors
Probably 'cause we major!
You gon' have to front page 'em
Wild like a loose animal, they won't cage 'em!
Now I amaze 'em!
Everytime I answer a front center stage 'em!
Blame a nigga that pays 'em
Ridin' with a bitch body on her, that's Cajun
Couple hundred dollars on these Air Hardy's frames, believe me!
My future so bright, I need these, excuse me

Chorus:
No matter where you go,
They know who ya are,
Run up screaming, 'cause they know, Your a superstar!
Your a superstar!
Your a superstar!

(Thanks to Navi Grewal for these lyrics)