Star

She like my accent 'cause I come from the South
Told her keep her hands to herself (Let's go)
I come from a town where many don't blow
I had to do this by myself
Mama said just gon' keep goin' and just gon' keep flowin'
One day you gon' be you a star (Star)
I peel back the foreign just like it's an orange
I told her come get in this car
Can't hang with them boys
Mama said, "You gotta stay to yourself"
I pop like a bump, I'm still in the slums
I still got that fire on my left
And I still got me a flag on the right
I'ma talk up to God if I make it or not
She ask me why I keep treatin' her wrong
She ask me why I keep treatin' her bad

I left my hеart in Minnesota
Baby, you fine, bend it ovеr
I'm sippin' lean, Pepsi cola (Pour it up)
I got the team on my shoulder
No jumpin' bean, roller coaster
We can go fly by the ocean
Piece of my heart that was left behind
I'm in the 6 bangin' with the slimes (Slatt)
You tryna leave out the door (Yeah)
You don't need me anymore (Yeah)
You could be anything that you wanna be
Anywhere, baby girl (Ooh)
I took a trip to your underwear
And girl, I admit, I had fell in love
You different than them (Different than them)
You make me a simp (You make me a simp)
Just watch me blow up like a blimp

She like my accent 'cause I come from the South
Told her keep her hands to herself (Let's go)
I come from a town where many don't blow
I had to do this by myself
Mama said just gon' keep goin' and just gon' keep flowin'
One day you gon' be you a star (Star)
I peel back the foreign just like it's an orange
I told her come get in this car
Can't hang with them boys
Mama said, "You gotta stay to yourself"
I pop like a bump, I'm still in the slums
I still got that fire on my left
And I still got me a flag on the right
I'ma talk up to God if I make it or not
She ask me why I keep treatin' her wrong
She ask me why I keep treatin' her bad



Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Barrios, Orlando Murphy, Rio Francesco Levya, Kenneth Maurice Williams, Michael R Pieper
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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