I'm a star
The prince is here
Sugarhill is back (that's right bay-bee)
And we get money, oww
[Chorus:]
Drinkin merlot in the whip
With his pants saggin
Ice on the neck and the wrist
I wish that I had him
Girls goin broke tryin ta grab em
Cause he's a star, yeah
Drinkin merlot in the whip
With his pants saggin
Ice on the neck and the wrist
I wish that I had him
Girls goin broke tryin ta grab em
Cause he's a star
Picture me rollin, holdin
In the Benz wagon
Pants saggin, wrists so heavy
With that ice
See, it got my hands draggin
A young dude like a grown man
In a Lance wagon
Even in the Jetta
They wanna jump on my bandwagon
In Japan, I'm the man
I'm with the hot beat
Got all the chicks
That's offering their kid, saki
But that's not me
(no no no)
The ladies just love me
They rush me to stop me
Touch me to know I'm
The real thing, no copy
Please get your daughter
She's callin me papi
(papiii)
Don't mean to sound cocky
But the jewels that are
Sylvester Stallone alone
Make this Rocky
[Chorus]
I know this fly dude sickens you
And it's itchin you
You gonna need lil more than
Some chicken soup
You're gonna need a doctor
And some surgery
My nickname is 911 Emergency
I know you heard of me
J-U-I-C-E
See me on MTV or BET
You know I keep it hot
I call my wrist Chris Rock
Cause it's funny
How I don't rock
What other kids rock
Honeys want me to scoop 'em
And go for ice cream
They wanna do nice things
Like go sightseeing
To the nets game
Ice skate and jet skiing
Cause they see the ice blingin
And the nice benz
[Chorus]
Flights to Italy
I keep that fresh mozzarella
I'm in the Maserati
Cooler than Fonzerelli
They blowin up my celly
And my BlackBerry
I'm not mad at them
Because they don't how to fella
I'm into fettucinis
Spaghetti string bikinis
Step out the beamer blingie
They say your boy is dreamy
Everytime they see me
They wanna jump the gun
It's like @ Mickey D's
They always want a number one
I keep your kids stones
Put you in the groundstones
And when you call my phone
You get a special ringtone
You know I treat you good
If you could have me, you would
Now let me tell you baby
If you could have me, you should
[Chorus]
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I'm a star
The prince is here
Sugarhill is back (that's right bay-bee)
And we get money, oww
[Chorus:]
Drinkin merlot in the whip
With his pants saggin
Ice on the neck and the wrist
I wish that I had him
Girls goin broke tryin ta grab em
Cause he's a star, yeah
Drinkin merlot in the whip
With his pants saggin
Ice on the neck and the wrist
I wish that I had him
Girls goin broke tryin ta grab em
Cause he's a star
Picture me rollin, holdin
In the Benz wagon
Pants saggin, wrists so heavy
With that ice
See, it got my hands draggin
A young dude like a grown man
In a Lance wagon
Even in the Jetta
They wanna jump on my bandwagon
In Japan, I'm the man
I'm with the hot beat
Got all the chicks
That's offering their kid, saki
But that's not me
(no no no)
The ladies just love me
They rush me to stop me
Touch me to know I'm
The real thing, no copy
Please get your daughter
She's callin me papi
(papiii)
Don't mean to sound cocky
But the jewels that are
Sylvester Stallone alone
Make this Rocky
[Chorus]
I know this fly dude sickens you
And it's itchin you
You gonna need lil more than
Some chicken soup
You're gonna need a doctor
And some surgery
My nickname is 911 Emergency
I know you heard of me
J-U-I-C-E
See me on MTV or BET
You know I keep it hot
I call my wrist Chris Rock
Cause it's funny
How I don't rock
What other kids rock
Honeys want me to scoop 'em
And go for ice cream
They wanna do nice things
Like go sightseeing
To the nets game
Ice skate and jet skiing
Cause they see the ice blingin
And the nice benz
[Chorus]
Flights to Italy
I keep that fresh mozzarella
I'm in the Maserati
Cooler than Fonzerelli
They blowin up my celly
And my BlackBerry
I'm not mad at them
Because they don't how to fella
I'm into fettucinis
Spaghetti string bikinis
Step out the beamer blingie
They say your boy is dreamy
Everytime they see me
They wanna jump the gun
It's like @ Mickey D's
They always want a number one
I keep your kids stones
Put you in the groundstones
And when you call my phone
You get a special ringtone
You know I treat you good
If you could have me, you would
Now let me tell you baby
If you could have me, you should
[Chorus]
The prince is here
Sugarhill is back (that's right bay-bee)
And we get money, oww
[Chorus:]
Drinkin merlot in the whip
With his pants saggin
Ice on the neck and the wrist
I wish that I had him
Girls goin broke tryin ta grab em
Cause he's a star, yeah
Drinkin merlot in the whip
With his pants saggin
Ice on the neck and the wrist
I wish that I had him
Girls goin broke tryin ta grab em
Cause he's a star
Picture me rollin, holdin
In the Benz wagon
Pants saggin, wrists so heavy
With that ice
See, it got my hands draggin
A young dude like a grown man
In a Lance wagon
Even in the Jetta
They wanna jump on my bandwagon
In Japan, I'm the man
I'm with the hot beat
Got all the chicks
That's offering their kid, saki
But that's not me
(no no no)
The ladies just love me
They rush me to stop me
Touch me to know I'm
The real thing, no copy
Please get your daughter
She's callin me papi
(papiii)
Don't mean to sound cocky
But the jewels that are
Sylvester Stallone alone
Make this Rocky
[Chorus]
I know this fly dude sickens you
And it's itchin you
You gonna need lil more than
Some chicken soup
You're gonna need a doctor
And some surgery
My nickname is 911 Emergency
I know you heard of me
J-U-I-C-E
See me on MTV or BET
You know I keep it hot
I call my wrist Chris Rock
Cause it's funny
How I don't rock
What other kids rock
Honeys want me to scoop 'em
And go for ice cream
They wanna do nice things
Like go sightseeing
To the nets game
Ice skate and jet skiing
Cause they see the ice blingin
And the nice benz
[Chorus]
Flights to Italy
I keep that fresh mozzarella
I'm in the Maserati
Cooler than Fonzerelli
They blowin up my celly
And my BlackBerry
I'm not mad at them
Because they don't how to fella
I'm into fettucinis
Spaghetti string bikinis
Step out the beamer blingie
They say your boy is dreamy
Everytime they see me
They wanna jump the gun
It's like @ Mickey D's
They always want a number one
I keep your kids stones
Put you in the groundstones
And when you call my phone
You get a special ringtone
You know I treat you good
If you could have me, you would
Now let me tell you baby
If you could have me, you should
[Chorus]