Hoodstar
This one going to all hood stars around the world
Featuring my dog Redman
The one andonly Faith Evans
And I'll be the King Capri, come on!
Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
With me and my system ain't no telling
Doc wildin' out, that's what they be yellin'
Ayy, you know me, the Doc got game like preachin' cold cheese
I had sex with my therapist low-key
She said, Red, you suicidal, not me, baby
Stay calm while I count my bread
I'm missin' one dollar, bro, you get a hospital bed
Oh, where my ladies at? I go down, oh, you better pay me back
I'm all up in your ribs like baby back
You know women and good sex, how they react
Blowin' up myself, throwin' money at me like Chippendales
Showing up to my crib
Yelling outside what your boy done did
Go fix your wig
I grab this strap, ain't no time for that
Anything after that, you hear a pat, pat, pat
I'm a hood star and the fact remains
You get a little crazy, I'll act the range, baby
Baby, you're a hood star
I know who you are
You're so good, but you're my baby
I love who you are, and I love you
Yo, I see my big bro, Kid Capri
He said, young bro, where's the weed?
I got big girls betting their bread on red
The hood star never fucked for free
Chicks and VIP getting it on
They doing Snapchat clips to my song
They getting loose cause they mandated them wrong
And all of them ain leaving till 6 in the morning
It's a movie Hitchcock I flow right out the Ziploc
Got Cupid on the neck Red Rock the best
Women get wild when you don pay for the breast
I got faith in the hood
Watch these haters throwing that salt
I roll with the top off
Go back to your man buying the rock off, girl
Baby, you're my hood star
Baby, can you know just who you are?
I know who you are
Everybody knows who you are
You're so good but you're my baby
You're my darling, darling, baby
I love who you are
And I love you
I'm glad I got a woman
No one quite like you
Nobody quite like you
And I never want to give you up
And I know you feel the same way too
One, two, three, paper, paper
Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
Let's go!
Baby, you get the best for me
Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
Overhood star, that's what you want
You get the best for me
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Get the priest!
Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
Featuring my dog Redman
The one andonly Faith Evans
And I'll be the King Capri, come on!
Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
With me and my system ain't no telling
Doc wildin' out, that's what they be yellin'
Ayy, you know me, the Doc got game like preachin' cold cheese
I had sex with my therapist low-key
She said, Red, you suicidal, not me, baby
Stay calm while I count my bread
I'm missin' one dollar, bro, you get a hospital bed
Oh, where my ladies at? I go down, oh, you better pay me back
I'm all up in your ribs like baby back
You know women and good sex, how they react
Blowin' up myself, throwin' money at me like Chippendales
Showing up to my crib
Yelling outside what your boy done did
Go fix your wig
I grab this strap, ain't no time for that
Anything after that, you hear a pat, pat, pat
I'm a hood star and the fact remains
You get a little crazy, I'll act the range, baby
Baby, you're a hood star
I know who you are
You're so good, but you're my baby
I love who you are, and I love you
Yo, I see my big bro, Kid Capri
He said, young bro, where's the weed?
I got big girls betting their bread on red
The hood star never fucked for free
Chicks and VIP getting it on
They doing Snapchat clips to my song
They getting loose cause they mandated them wrong
And all of them ain leaving till 6 in the morning
It's a movie Hitchcock I flow right out the Ziploc
Got Cupid on the neck Red Rock the best
Women get wild when you don pay for the breast
I got faith in the hood
Watch these haters throwing that salt
I roll with the top off
Go back to your man buying the rock off, girl
Baby, you're my hood star
Baby, can you know just who you are?
I know who you are
Everybody knows who you are
You're so good but you're my baby
You're my darling, darling, baby
I love who you are
And I love you
I'm glad I got a woman
No one quite like you
Nobody quite like you
And I never want to give you up
And I know you feel the same way too
One, two, three, paper, paper
Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
Let's go!
Baby, you get the best for me
Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
Overhood star, that's what you want
You get the best for me
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Get the priest!
Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
Credits
Writer(s): Reggie Noble, F. Evans, K. Mc Cord, D. Love, D. Stinson, A. Hudson
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