Grab a Star

[Chorus] Mama say I got trust issues, I be feelin' like Jesus She wants me to be her man, I can't baby, I would break you Baby, I would not lie to you, I'd be careful if I were you I'm the one, but you might be the two, I'm not that liable Call me, pull off, skr-skr-skr-skr, smokin' that a-la-la-la Give me that ah-ya-ya-ya Call me, we can pull off, right now, right now-now And when this top starts to drop, baby look in the sky and grab a star (Bang) [Verse 1] These bitches love Turbo and I love the purple I ball, Tyrese Gibson, baby boy, you look so fertile These bitches love Otto, their mouths be wide open Been gettin' it since snot nose, I was open and then I closed These bitches love Chief Lo, but I'm not so sweet though And she is a freak though, I put her to sleep though These hoes love Almighty, like Disney loved Miley Her boyfriend is spying, she's like, "you have to hide me" These bitches love me, that's all I can see I'm so obsessed with me, I be all I can be I don't see brown or white, all I see is green To count all this cash, I might need a team [Chorus] Mama say I got trust issues, I be feelin' like Jesus She wants me to be her man, I can't baby, I would break you Baby, I would not lie to you, I'd be careful if I were you I'm the one, but you might be the two, I'm not that liable Call me, pull off, skr-skr-skr-skr, smoking that a-la-la-la Give me that ah-ya-ya-ya Call me, we can pull off, right now, right now-now And when this top starts to drop, baby look in the sky and grab a star (Bang) [Verse 2] Ooh, my car so retarded, the bitch just farted Pulled off like skrt, VIP access, I ain't gotta park it All these darts on me no Walmart, will never fuck with Target And I'm sipping, but I can't stop, I can't be hardened These bitches love Big Gucci So, but I'm no rooty tooty though Don't want to talk so that's all you can know Row row ya boat, that's all you can roll I'm stuffing these cones like an audience close And I'm not really an American though But I'm somewhere in the Madigan dough But I ain't walk around like a mannequin though Now yo bitch on the way, she want this on me But she's listening, can a bitch hold me? You can be lactose, still can't shit on me Do the whole 200 on dash, with a 150 on me [Chorus] Mama say I got trust issues, I be feelin' like Jesus She wants me to be her man, I can't baby, I would break you Baby, I would not lie to you, I'd be careful if I were you I'm the one, but you might be the two, I'm not that liable Call me, pull off, skr-skr-skr-skr, smokin' that a-la-la-la Give me that ah-ya-ya-ya Call me, we can pull off, right now, right now-now And when this top starts to drop, baby look in the sky and grab a star (Bang)