Lyrics

Pop star but I'm your boyfriend's favorite DJ Pay me just to party and I show up in my PJs Hiding from the scene, I'm not looking for no drama Doing my own thing, mind my business in my Prada Pop star fuck around and act like I'm a model I don't like the cameras but I love it when you ogle Hiding from the scene, I'm not looking for no drama Doing my own thing, mind my business in my Prada Pop star Pop star, pop star Pop star Pop star, pop star I'm a real pop girly, no room for fuckin' posers Blackout one night, next morning not hungover We pull up in the Rover with bottles and a chauffeur Not my fault that your man can't win us over Looking this good doesn't come for free If you wanna hang with bad bitches there's gonna be a fee We own the VIP We chugging martinis We on our Mariah shit Yeah, skinny Dior across my shirt You bitches chirp chirp Trueys on my ass Your boyfriend wanna tap Pop star lifestyle I'm in a hurry No time for you crusty, ugly, scary little girlies You're disrespectful, you're disrespectful I don't really care if I'm a handful You're disrespectful, you're disrespectful Don't wanna be friends, I'm too special You're disrespectful, you're disrespectful I don't really care if I'm mental You're disrespectful, you're disrespectful Fuck you and all your friends, hoe Pop star but I'm your boyfriend's favorite DJ Pay me just to party and I show up in my PJs Hiding from the scene, I'm not looking for no drama Doing my own thing, mind my business in my Prada Pop star fuck around and act like I'm a model I don't like the cameras but I love it when you ogle Hiding from the scene, I'm not looking for no drama Doing my own thing, mind my business in my Prada Pop star Pop star, pop star Pop star Pop star, pop star
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