Big Rex - A Star Lyrics

Uh, B-I-G
Twinkle, twinkle, nigga, I'm a star
Nigga, I'm him by far
Niggas couldn't test my drive with a car

I stay winning, keep them sick like SARS
Been bloody bruised and beaten and scarred
But still, I'm him by far
Me on a beat, yeah, fire, meets gasoline

I'm a fighter, bookie, go and get the Vaseline
Got a mind, always thinkin' so nastily
Yeah, they wanna f*ck, but tell them it's a pass for me
Judgin' of my sin, boy, that's blasphemy

The judge sentencing, oh, cause they gon' blast fa me
Bitch I'm bad, yeah, oh, no catastrophe
And I know that these niggas want ass from me
Dick to, but they willin' to pay a ghastly fee

Let me be the quench to your thirst, I'm a trap
Let me be yah bench, come sit on my lap
And when I start runnin', come after me
Hope you got stamina like athletes

Never out of breath yeah, baby, I rap
Never had to take five, competition lacks
The main character doin' nothin' or the most IMAX
Uh

Twinkle, twinkle, nigga, I'm a star
Nigga, I'm him by far
Niggas couldn't test my drive with a mo car
I stay winning keep em sick like SARS

Been bloody bruised and beaten and scarred
But still, I'm him by far
Dear God, why them bozo actin' shady
And why I feel like all my people tryna change me

Like, I don't even wanna do it no more
Psych, f*ck that, I wanna do it some more
I never lost sight of what I was doin' it for
And sorry, God, I promise I won't curse no more

Okay, maybe just one more time
Can you do me a favor and curse the hatin' whores
AMEN
I never understood why they would try me, why me
I gotta keep all they eyes on me like W.A.M.I

I'm a baddie, this all my shit, Tommy
Keep a baddie on my chinny-chin, no Natty
Bodied out in the right places like Scotty
Missed Anha Mac, I might have to be naughty

All black, Mr. Mary Mack
Big body Benz, niggas in the back
We all good, they got the strap
You don't want heat, don't get smoked like a pack

You don't want beef, don't get chopped up in the back
And you ain't wanna meet, you ain't tell us where you at
Uh-uh
You not gettin' me unless you beatin' my brac-ket
Act cold, like I ain't know 'em, I ain't jac-ket

Lego, all my bread,
I'm a stack it
All bars, end sentence, I'ma rap
Bitch-ass niggas, all these bans
Tell'em they banned & who the f*ck I am

Twinkle, twinkle, nigga, I'm a star
Nigga, I'm him by far
Niggas can't test my drive with a car
I stay winning, keep them sick like SARS

I ain't been really bruised and beaten and scarred
But still, I'm him by far
A Star