Twiztid - Superstar Lyrics
"Whassup, man?""What up?""Can you believe I went in this motha*****ing place and this, this arrogant son of a ***** behind the counter had the nerve to call me a *****ing superstar""Rock star""No, I, no, a superstar, a rock star none the less, but a superstar, yes, no, and, and what I don't understand is how the ***** am I a superstar? How are you a superstar? We don't got a *****ing video on MTV""No!""I got one car! And it's got a flat tire and a *****ing broken rear view mirror""I got two cars""You got two cars?""But still...""You might be a superstar""No""I seen you flying around the hood""No!""You might be a superstar""Never!""Ok, well look, so I don't understand that shit, basically that shit ain't shit to me, I ain't a motha*****ing..""You might be a rock star. Ya know, maybe a rock star""You could be a rock star. With a little bit of effort and a video. I can work you into some A&R. I can get you on the radio, you, my friend, can be a rock star""Nice""Warped Tour, baby"(Chorus)Superstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitEverybody come onSuperstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shit (Say what?)Superstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitEverybody come onSuperstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitDon't let it go to your head(Monoxide)I'm rocking a phat ass mink, and some chipped sunglassesSo sweet and sticky they call me Lil MolassesDon't let it fool you though, I'm a neck slitterChest hair permed, all covered in glitterI got *****es falling out of my pockets at all timesLying on me, spreading these rumors, to all kindsHating on me, leaving these people with false lines*****, you must be out your god damn mindUnderstand I'm the motha*****ing shit, *****And you ain't got to say it, I can see it on your lips, pleasePut my dick on a hot dog bun and put that in your mouthAnd keep my name off your tongue, hoe (BIATCH!)Pink fun and that Twiztid thongI got my homie in the car waiting all night longI ain't shit (Yeah)You can let the whole world knowThe only way I gets some *****'s if the ***** is a hoe (Eat a dick)(Chorus)Superstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitEverybody come onSuperstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shit (Say what?)Superstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitEverybody come onSuperstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitDon't let it go to your head(Madrox)Superstar with the boots and a big old dickNeck, chest, and dick tip covered in lipstickRhinestone sunglassesNipples tells us about those tender young assesAnd *****ing in a casketWe like ass with bounce to the ounceAll you lame hoes go and ask your friends what I'm talking aboutLight built, with dollor billsGot a chauffer with a limoI ain't never touch a steering wheelBesides I'm to fine to driveAnd after the show it's about getting highLet's talk about you for a secondThen lets talk about me for an hour and a halfOh yeah, here go that autograph you asking aboutAnd don't forget to flash your titties on the way outSee, I'm a superstar, hell I'm on my own dickEven though I ain't shitAnd everyone know it(Chorus Repeats Till End)Superstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitEverybody come onSuperstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shit (Say what?)Superstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitEverybody come onSuperstar, you ain't shitSuperstar, you ain't shitDon't let it go to your head
