Forever Hustlin'
Ray Luv lyrics
Ray Luv lyrics
"Everybody Wantz 2 B A Star Lyrics"
Catch Me If You Can Lyrics
i gotta run away from dr surd. He's always on my tail. He's comin' so i better run 'cause he would know i never fail. (chorus) Oh my hell. It's dr surd. He thinks he is a big
i gotta run away from dr surd. He's always on my tail. He's comin' so i better run 'cause he would know i never fail. (chorus) Oh my hell. It's dr surd. He thinks he is a big
I'm gon' do my thing
[ CHORUS ]
Everybody wants to be a star
And live it up in California with the cleanest cars
Hot tub, fast women, pull baddest broads
Everybody got the same dream to have it all
Well I know that everybody wants to be the one
To get to blow the most dough and have the biggest fun
Space age cowboy with the biggest gun
Pop life in the spotlight - get you some
(Well I know)
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You Gotta S M I L E To Be H A P P Y Lyrics
Lyrics/Music Mack Gordon and Harry Revel If something may upset you Don't ever let it get you down Don't wear a frown If fortune should forsake you Don't ever let it make you sighverybody wants to play the game
Get paid with fame, wrist lit, neck stay with chains
Porno flicks chicks, everybody callin yo name
Old friends done changed, hatin how you ball in the game
Video sets, Summer Jam, video sex
Radio shows, royalty checks, designer clothes
Rolls Royce with the suicide do's
The only dream you and I know
The promised land - ready to go?
Livin your life the way you always wanted to live it
MTV Cribs, Lamborghini without a blemish
Mr. Right Now, number one without a gimmick
Poised to perpetual ballin, nigga, without no finish
Bet you wanna see your face on the cover of a Rolling Stone
Or in the Source mag holdin a chrome
Tyra Banks tryin to blow up the phone
Can't even get in your house, player, teeny boppers surrounded your home
You know?
[ CHORUS ]
Rent-A-Cop, fashion shows, TV spots
Got papparaz
With your and your friends shot, ( ? ) pop
Top-notch livin life on runways and movie lots
(Ooh, she hot) Even women be gettin they coochie hot
When they see you on Rodeo chargin the big mail
Attention, Fendi, Prada, Chanel
Dolce Gabana, pretty face for sale
You know
[ CHORUS (2X) ]
What better way for you to get mo' fame, see mo' pay
First round draft NBA (But can he p
Lyrics/Music Mack Gordon and Harry Revel If something may upset you Don't ever let it get you down Don't wear a frown If fortune should forsake you Don't ever let it make you sigh
Get paid with fame, wrist lit, neck stay with chains
Porno flicks chicks, everybody callin yo name
Old friends done changed, hatin how you ball in the game
Video sets, Summer Jam, video sex
Radio shows, royalty checks, designer clothes
Rolls Royce with the suicide do's
The only dream you and I know
The promised land - ready to go?
Livin your life the way you always wanted to live it
MTV Cribs, Lamborghini without a blemish
Mr. Right Now, number one without a gimmick
Poised to perpetual ballin, nigga, without no finish
Bet you wanna see your face on the cover of a Rolling Stone
Or in the Source mag holdin a chrome
Tyra Banks tryin to blow up the phone
Can't even get in your house, player, teeny boppers surrounded your home
You know?
[ CHORUS ]
Rent-A-Cop, fashion shows, TV spots
Got papparaz
Patient Lyrics
A system in the making self-healing for the blind, sitting in the waiting-room of the patient mind.... Raging at the illness, when the rage may be it's cause. The purpose of the will is lost
zi chasin your Benz for blocksA system in the making self-healing for the blind, sitting in the waiting-room of the patient mind.... Raging at the illness, when the rage may be it's cause. The purpose of the will is lost
With your and your friends shot, ( ? ) pop
Top-notch livin life on runways and movie lots
(Ooh, she hot) Even women be gettin they coochie hot
When they see you on Rodeo chargin the big mail
Attention, Fendi, Prada, Chanel
Dolce Gabana, pretty face for sale
You know
[ CHORUS (2X) ]
What better way for you to get mo' fame, see mo' pay
First round draft NBA (But can he p