​superstar

[Intro: 八神純子, nhelson]
ああ　あなたを追って
黄昏のBay City
ああ　めぐり逢えたら (Split my pants)
黙って抱きとめて
Yeah

[Refrain: nhelson]
Pop a bottle, disappear, Houdini
Baby want my jacket, I won't text her, but she needy (But she needy)
Me and 22' counting hundreds, we too greedy (Countin' racks)
Said she want a superstar, we next up, take it easy, yeah
Pop a bottle, disappear, Houdini
Baby want my jacket, I won't text her, but she needy (But she needy)
Me and 22' counting hundreds, ain't no fifties
Said she want a superstar, we party like the eighties

[Verse 1: nhelson]
I was like "God damn, how she move it like that?" (How she move it?)
Show me how to vibe, we can groove it like that (Yeah, yeah)
Liquor in her cup, I don't need her like that
I-I-I don't want to talk, can we keep it like that?
Another four more shots and she got me in my feeling
I be posted with my brothers and we higher than the ceiling
Every time I make a song, all the people, they be stealing
And my shooters on the way, point at them, they do the killing, yeah
Run up, you might catch a high tech
Messing with my dawgs, watch out, they might bite back
She got pretty eyes staring at my blue check (Yeah, huh)
She got pretty thighs, all up on me, what's next? (Wait)
Swerving in the foreign at the parking, doing donuts
Mac 11, red beam, smoke 'em, just like two blunts
Pull up to the scene give them fade, they got a haircut
Your girl wilding out, swear that she a queen
She on something, so, I

[Refrain: nhelson]
Pop a bottle, disappear, Houdini
Baby want my jacket, I won't text her, but she needy (But she needy)
Me and 22' counting hundreds, we too greedy (Countin' racks)
Said she want a superstar, we next up, take it easy, yeah
Pop a bottle, disappear, Houdini
Baby want my jacket, I won't text her, but she needy (But she needy)
Me and 22' counting hundreds, ain't no fifties
Said she want a superstar, we party like the eighties

[Verse 2: 22december, nhelson]
Said she want a superstar, I'm 'bout to pull up
I grab that bitch, and throw her down, I'm 'bout to make her my slut
I'm counting hundreds, no fifties
Your bitch gon' show me her titties
I'm going cities to cities
And I'm like, "damn"
Why the AR got to go and jam?
When I send a couple shots, you know I'm aiming at your mans
I be getting hella' plays, that's why I know your bitch a fan
She gon' hit me she like, "Baby how you doing?" On the 'Gram, ayy
"I'm doing great", really cannot complain
Invite her over to the crib, and now she giving me brain
I'm 'bout to talk a little shit because these other rappers so lame
Because they were bumping my music, now they yelling my name
I'm counting racks everyday
Bitch, I just get to the fame
'Bout to be a superstar, 'cause that's the future that I claim
And if you run up on me you gon' end up dead, this ain't a game
Because no one gets between me and my bread
Ayy, ayy, yeah

[Refrain: nhelson]
Pop a bottle, disappear, Houdini
Baby want my jacket, I won't text her, but she needy (But she needy)
Me and 22' counting hundreds, we too greedy (Countin' racks)
Said she want a superstar, we next up, take it easy, yeah
Pop a bottle, disappear, Houdini
Baby want my jacket, I won't text her, but she needy (But she needy)
Me and 22' counting hundreds, ain't no fifties
Said she want a superstar, we party like the eighties

[Outro: 八神純子]
ああ　あなたを追って
黄昏のBay City
ああ　めぐり逢えたら
黙って抱きとめて