American Superstar (feat. Lil Wayne)

Look at me bitch Look at me bitch Look at me bitch I'm an American superstar I got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hop up out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures I got guns for the snitches and roses for the bitches Hoppin' out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures Got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hop up out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures I got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hoppin' out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures Heavy metal for them boys, plenty petals for them gals Gotta appetite for destruction, you can call me hacksaw Ask me 'bout what a nigga done, done Ask me 'bout what a nigga do well Ask me 'bout where them bricks come from That's what a snitch nigga do, they tell I don't want nothin' to do wit' that there If it's a lick then I'm bringin' them shells Only position for me is a player That's rite player, betta get it right player Might have to be an emergency Lucky for you I'm up blowin' my trees Calmin' my nerves, no regular weed Or somebody's shorty wit' me on her knees I'm ready if it's a problem, she sexy, Flo Rida hotter Come test me get that revolver, ya messy just like a mobster My broads deserve lobster, you're flawed, deserve chopper Get served like Jimmy Hoffa, American showstoppa I got guns for the snitches and roses for the bitches Hoppin' out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures Got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hop up out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures I got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hoppin' out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures, like Look at me bitch, look at me bitch (Young Mula baby) I got money on, money on, money on Money on top of more money on top of my shit like flies Open that Ferrari F-5 like eyes Bumpin' down Ocean Drive Jumpin' out that Maybach wit' a bitch went back to tease them thighs She had tattoo on her booty and it said 305 DJ Khaled say it's a movie, now don't forget yo lines 'Cuz you don't want me to edit before we roll them credits Bitch, give me my credit, I'm so energetic I'm fuckin' like a rabbit, smokin' on lettuce Whatever I want I get it, I meant it if I said it And I say I keep it pumpin' and I ain't talkin' unleaded If you want it come get it 'cuz boy I'm ready I get that fast 'fetti, they should call me Tom Petty Got two bitches, one peanut butter, one jelly I'm a American gangsta already and I'm an American superstar I got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hop up out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures I got guns for the snitches and roses for the bitches Hoppin' out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures Got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hop up out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures I got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches Hoppin' out the whip, paparazzi takin' pictures I'm an American superstar, yeah I'm an American superstar, yeah I'm an American superstar, yeah Baby, I'm an American superstar