SuperStar Chords by Ja Rule

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[Intro]
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[Chorus]
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Here's a toast to living my life like a superstar
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Party all through the night just like a rock star
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Girl when we make love it's like a porn star
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And whenever I ball bitch I'm an allstar
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I'm a superstar superstar superstar
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I'm a superstar superstar superstar
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I'm on my stairway to Heaven dear heavenly Father


[Verse]
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God had on no Gucci guessing cause Devil wears Prada
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You know don't let my bitch get money
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I know you want get it still you can't take nothing from me 
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A nigga living comfy hoes imported from London
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Half white half good loving packages shipped to the Runners
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He be straight from Cuba life is a mo'fucker
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Until you finally fuck her found out you shouldn'ta trust her
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The lifestyle of a hustler blow money fast fuck 'em
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Throw it up in the air make it all back before sun up 
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Every bitch is a come up no matter who you ■   are


[Chorus]
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Here's a toast to the trap stars biatch
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I'm on my stairway to  Heaven dear heavenly Father ■  


[Verse]
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■   The devil told me not even Heaven's better than stardom
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Got 'em fucking applauding had me fooled for a moment
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Like so many others them cameras done turned into photos
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I seem them flashing lights but really what's the fucking motive
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Been motivated all my life couldn't wait for this moment
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Big house out by the water maybe I came with the chauffeur
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Now I said like twelve summers
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We straight from the Bahamas got me spending like
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These boys go somewhere where we got options
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But once I get there I start to ■   notice my biggest problem


[Chorus]
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How am I so alone when I'm ■   so surrounded ■  
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Still on my stairway to  Heaven dear heavenly Father


[Verse]
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This devil wore a blue dress: Angelina Madonna
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Fame monster no relation to Gaga
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Bitch got a lot of problems money ain't one of 'em promise
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Graduated with honors she don't drink she don't light up
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We're heavy on that powder now every night is young
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Red murcileago who the fuck gon' stop her
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She's been racing towards an early grave and guess who's the driver
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She thought she'd live forever
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Like so many stars whose souls we captured on cameras
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I need my privacy said it
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Here's a toast to living my life man


[Chorus]
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[Outro]
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