Video musical

Megan Thee Stallion - Star (feat. Lucky Daye) [Official Visualizer]
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Megan Thee Stallion
Megan Thee Stallion
Vocals
Lucky Daye
Lucky Daye
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Jermaine White
Anthony Jermaine White
Songwriter
Corvell Arteberry
Corvell Arteberry
Songwriter
David Brown
David Brown
Songwriter
Megan Pete
Megan Pete
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Jon White
Jon White
Producer

Letra

J. White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh They don't need eyes to see when you're next to me I'm a superstar (a star, a star) And you should wanna take me out and make me smile Let me jump in yo' car (yo' car, yo' car) You gotta be a star to jump over the moon so when you touch on me You're a shooting star (a star), oh yeah (a star) You know you got somethin' for the world to see and there I go Still wondering who you are (a star, a star, yeah) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (must be crazy) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (man, you must be crazy) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (must be crazy) I'm a star, I'm a star Ay, how you get me is how you keep me (yeah) The pussy get stringy every time you get cheesy (ah) I used to get flowers (yeah) and get fucked in the shower (uh) My pussy ate for hours (yeah) Now we gotta argue what's yours and what's ours These other niggas lined up, before your time's up You better hope nobody help me make my mind up (yeah) Treat me like you wanna keep me and like you only see me And any bitch after Megan probably wanna be me Gotta be a star to jump over the moon, come fly with me You're a superstar (a star), oh yeah (a star) I know you got somethin' for the world to see and there she goes They're all wondering who you are (a star, a star), oh I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (you might go crazy) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (wanna be my baby?) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (you must be crazy) I'm a star, I'm a star, oh, yeah, yeah Cash out, pass out, Big Benz, Bentley coupe Shopping sprees, swipe cards, ain't got no room Flights just to see art out in Rome 'Cause we got time, dinner in an arena, we're sprung He pay attention, I pay that and more Who you think I'm stackin' these racks for? You gotta be a star to jump over the moon so when you touch on me (touch on me) You're a shooting star (a star), oh yeah (a star) I know you got somethin' for the world to see and there I go Still wondering who you are (a star, a star, yeah, yeah) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (must be crazy) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (tryna be my baby) I'm a superstar, I'm a motherfuckin' superstar (must be crazy) I'm a star, oh, I'm a star, oh
Writer(s): David Debrandon Brown, Anthony Germaine White, Megan J. Pete, Corvell Arteberry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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