Karaoke Gotta Be a Star by Johnny Juliano, S. Money, Wiz Khalifa — sing along with lyrics on Singa

LyricsGotta Be a Star

Gotta be

Gotta be

Gotta be

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

Every time I rap

they like cool with yall

Yall be so grown

Yall be so clean

Piff by the pound

Know what I mean

City shout loud

My jacket's on scheme

Made it from the bottom

Everybody know me

Zooty young Fat Boi Fresh on the jeans

Kiss so smooth dress so mean

Do it for the slum

Loses thoughts in place

Motherfucker step

Yeah tell him to his face

Gotta be star

Look where I'm on

Rep where you from

Ain't too far

PGH Pistolvania bang it from afar

Boy won't play

with the gauge in the song

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

Made it outta nothin'

so we gotta be a star

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

I gotta stay high

so I keep a dutchie rolled up

Plus I keep it pimpin

see me grippin all this dough up

When I ride by trunk

beatin sittin comfortably

Yeah I'm so fly you got no choice

but to look up to me

Music like crack

so I move it like weight

Money on my mind grind 25/8

A long white tee

academics on my jeans

My fitted got a lean

that's how I get it 'ya 'mean

I gotta be a player

I gotta be a star

I'm dodgin all these haters

plottin on my downfall

I couldn't understand

what all this sittin round's for

So I got my paper up

and stayed the fuck from round ya'll

So if you hustle hard

keep a couple grands on

Big knots with the rubber bands on

All the shorties wanna put they hands on

Gotta be a player

gotta be a star

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

gotta be a star

Gotta be a soldier

gotta- gotta stand tall

Gotta get money

gotta ball till I fall

Gotta cop cars

splurge at the mall

Get my shine on rock

jewerly and all

Streets ain't safe

so I gotta play it raw

This is motivation

haters get on ya job

22 inch chrome

on my Cadillac dawg

Since I was 16

I was stacking money rolls

Gotta lotta paper ch'yeah

I got a lotta hoes

I spit for the ghetto chefs

cookin on the stove

And them D boys trappin

movin heavy blow

Spark up the smoke

so I can get blow

Only smoke kush

or some goddamn purp

Problems with my team

then them gats gon' squirt

32 shots homie

thats gon' hurt

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

still throw a bar

Gotta be a player

Gotta be a star

I'ma let you smoke the weed

stlill throw a bar

Publisher
Rostrum Records