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Lul Bob - Star Lyrics

Star Lyrics[Intro]
(Buddah bless this beat)

[Chorus]
Brand new everything, but you know I’m still the same
I got my Timbs on, kicking shit like Johnny Cage
And she can’t find no nigga flyer, she been searching in the airport
Uncle told me if they try me, smoke 'em like they Newport's
We put switches on them blicky's, they start bussing automatic
Might send the opps a radio, know they don’t want they static
Popped his top just like a can, they found his body in a cabinet
We gon' catch him at the red light, know he won’t go on green
On the block, we be up day and night, familiar with the fiends
Popped a Perc' to get his head right, they don’t know what that mean
And that Glock, it got a red light, bitch, you know that's a beam

[Post-Chorus]
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
I knew I was gon' go up, they said I was a star

[Verse]
The only reason we sent 'em 'cause he took it too far
Lil' bro survived a couple wars, but he don’t brag about them scars And I’m taking off on all these niggas, switching to the next gear And she don’t wanna call her nigga, guess she rather be here
I be turnt up lit with all my niggas, we got plenty sticks here
Glock up on my waist, you know it ain’t no nigga I fear
Been shittin' on these niggas every since the high chair
Might go spin his block today depending on how I feel
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We gon' catch him at the red light, know he won’t go on green
On the block, we be up day and night, familiar with the fiends
Popped a Perc' to get his head right, they don’t know what that mean
And that Glock, it got a red light, bitch, you know that's a beam
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
I knew I was gon' go up, they said I was a star

[Chorus]
Brand new everything, but you know I’m still the same
I got my Timbs on, kicking shit like Johnny Cage
And she can’t find no nigga flyer, she been searching in the airport
Uncle told me if they try me, smoke 'em like they Newport's
We put switches on them blicky's, they start bussing automatic
Might send the opps a radio, know they don’t want they static
Popped his top just like a can, they found his body in a cabinet
We gon' catch him at the red light, know he won’t go on green
We gon' catch him at the red light, know he won’t go on green
On the block, we be up day and night, familiar with the fiends
Popped a Perc' to get his head right, they don’t know what that mean
And that Glock, it got a red light, bitch, you know that's a beam

[Post-Chorus]
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Hit 'em wit' a uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
I knew I was gon' go up, they said I was a star