Princess Superstar Follow

1, 2, 3, 4
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like uhh, push it, push it
Watch me work it, I'm perfect

Yeah, that's right, it's the Superstar
Everybody wanna come up when I'm at the bar
All them people wanna try it's like gimme some more
Try a little harder honey, I'm like gimme my car

Skip the bra, chill at the spas
Feminine boss, don't care what it cost
Get lost we gettin' rocks
While bitches Botox, I blow cocks, so hot

We just wreckin' the party
Autographin' everybody body parts with the sharpie
Can't stop me, baby, got an army
Be all that you can be, baby, call me

1, 2, 3, 4
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like uhh, push it, push it
Watch me work it I'm perfect

I'm comin' straight out the NYC
Every little bad boy's wet dream featurin' me
Cream, get the money, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Kill, y'all got the ill jaw, exes still call

You know I gotta do whatever it takes
All them other chicks it's like that's the breaks
And all them other chicks wanna take my place
And all them other chicks better get out my face

The look, the lips, the tits, the taste
The hair, the eye, the skin, the waist
You see what I can do on a microphone
So think 'bout what I'm gonna do to you at home

Get goin' with the Mastercard, max it hard
In the backs of cars, faxin' lawyers
Racks and racks at stores
I'm just about me gettin' more

1, 2, 3, 4
Let me hear you scream if you want some more
Like uhh, push it, push it
Watch me work it I'm perfect

Hey, I don't mean to brag but I'm makin' ladies mad
When they look at what I have
All the shit in the bag, runnin' things like a track
No practice

Got you starvin' for me like a Hollywood actress
So attractive, wear my dresses backless
Flippin' lots of heavy words like a mattress
Make money during napses leg hair waxes

Use hundred dollar bills, got a million pairs of underwear
Millionaire times my strands of hair in Bel Air
It's all there, bull or bear, I don't know and I don't care
It ain't fair
Princess Superstar make 'em stop and stare runnin' scared

Kiss my derrière, on my mirrored chair
(Why you got a mirrored chair?)
You can see my ass much better there
To kiss it, kiss it