Lookin at this girl damn she so fine
I get up on her Instagram and then she blow my mind
And every time I'm online niggas fall in line
They try to wine and dine but the girl that there decline
She hit her girls and they out pound sign
The type of body that'll make a nigga leave his dime
She hit the club niggas turn around B-Line just to stand in line divine niggas fight canine
You waste your time tryin throw that bitch a line
You'll hit a landmine push back hairline
To f*ck with her you gon need a co-sign
Reject a nigga hurt a nigga pride and they spine
She fine, so she ain't up by the bar
She all up in the VIP I pull her up a chair
She go to sit down I go to whisper in her ear
I got to make one thing clear aye
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
She Puerto Rican but I met her in the coon
Down there on beach in club they call La Boom
The bitch she had on the perfume kaboom
It sweep a nigga nose up like a broom
She the hottest thing out the pressroom
Out the womb she was fine never needed a cocoon
She do squats ass sittin up like a shroom
Princess peach plump got a lil bump like a plume
Takin a bad bitch home to my room
What she got between her thighs will ignite up in my room
The bedroom turn into a mess room I consume what she serving
And I eat it with a spoon
Its noon, before she get back to her car
She left her panties just so I can put em in a jar
Girl I don't know where you at or who you are
But my wish it was granted by a star
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
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Lookin at this girl damn she so fine
I get up on her Instagram and then she blow my mind
And every time I'm online niggas fall in line
They try to wine and dine but the girl that there decline
She hit her girls and they out pound sign
The type of body that'll make a nigga leave his dime
She hit the club niggas turn around B-Line just to stand in line divine niggas fight canine
You waste your time tryin throw that bitch a line
You'll hit a landmine push back hairline
To f*ck with her you gon need a co-sign
Reject a nigga hurt a nigga pride and they spine
She fine, so she ain't up by the bar
She all up in the VIP I pull her up a chair
She go to sit down I go to whisper in her ear
I got to make one thing clear aye
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
She Puerto Rican but I met her in the coon
Down there on beach in club they call La Boom
The bitch she had on the perfume kaboom
It sweep a nigga nose up like a broom
She the hottest thing out the pressroom
Out the womb she was fine never needed a cocoon
She do squats ass sittin up like a shroom
Princess peach plump got a lil bump like a plume
Takin a bad bitch home to my room
What she got between her thighs will ignite up in my room
The bedroom turn into a mess room I consume what she serving
And I eat it with a spoon
Its noon, before she get back to her car
She left her panties just so I can put em in a jar
Girl I don't know where you at or who you are
But my wish it was granted by a star
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
I get up on her Instagram and then she blow my mind
And every time I'm online niggas fall in line
They try to wine and dine but the girl that there decline
She hit her girls and they out pound sign
The type of body that'll make a nigga leave his dime
She hit the club niggas turn around B-Line just to stand in line divine niggas fight canine
You waste your time tryin throw that bitch a line
You'll hit a landmine push back hairline
To f*ck with her you gon need a co-sign
Reject a nigga hurt a nigga pride and they spine
She fine, so she ain't up by the bar
She all up in the VIP I pull her up a chair
She go to sit down I go to whisper in her ear
I got to make one thing clear aye
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
She Puerto Rican but I met her in the coon
Down there on beach in club they call La Boom
The bitch she had on the perfume kaboom
It sweep a nigga nose up like a broom
She the hottest thing out the pressroom
Out the womb she was fine never needed a cocoon
She do squats ass sittin up like a shroom
Princess peach plump got a lil bump like a plume
Takin a bad bitch home to my room
What she got between her thighs will ignite up in my room
The bedroom turn into a mess room I consume what she serving
And I eat it with a spoon
Its noon, before she get back to her car
She left her panties just so I can put em in a jar
Girl I don't know where you at or who you are
But my wish it was granted by a star
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
Bae you a star
Baby yea you a star
Baby bae aye I love just who you are
Yea baby yea baby yea you a star
Baby aye yea
You buying out the bar
Aye baby yea bae yea you a star
Aye bae yea
Ferrari be your car
Bae bae yea bae yea you a star
Baby bae aye yea aye
Writer: Mike Hanks, Clara Taylor, Sherrie Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.