American Superstar (feat. Lil Wayne)

Look at me b**h, look at me b**h

Look at me b**h, I'm an American superstar

I got guns for the snitches, roses for the b**s

Hop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

I got guns for the snitches and roses for the b**s

Hopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

Got guns for the snitches, roses for the b**s

Hop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

I got guns for the snitches, roses for the b**s

Hopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

Heavy metal for them boys, plenty petals for them gals

Got an appetite for destruction, you can call me Axl

Ask me bout what a n**a done done

Ask me bout what a n**a do well

Ask me bout where them bricks come from

That's what a snitch n**a do, they tell

I don't want nothing to do wit that there

If its a lick then I'm bringing them shells

Only position for me is a player

That's rite player, better get it right player

Might have to be an emergency

Lucky for you I'm up blowing my trees

Calming my nerves, no regular w**d

Or somebody's shorty wit me, on her knees

I'm ready if its 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 choppers

Get served like Jimmy Hoffa, American show stopper

I got guns for the snitches, and roses for the b**s

Hopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

Got guns for the snitches, roses for the b**s

Hop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

I got guns for the snitches, roses for the b**s

Hopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures, like

Look at me b**h, look at me b**h

(Young Mula Baby!)

I got money on money on money on money

On top of more money, on top of my s**t like flies

Open that Ferrari F-5 like eyes

Bumpin down Ocean Drive

Jumpin out that maybach with a b**h

Went back to tease them thighs

She gotta tattoo on her booty and it said 305

DJ Khaled say its a movie now don't forget your lines

Cause you don't want me to edit, before we roll them credits

B**h give me my credit, I'm so energetic

I'm f**g like a rabbit, smoking on lettuce

Whatever I want I get it, I meant it if I said

And I say I keep a pump, and I ain't talking unleaded

If you want it come get it, cause boy I'm ready

I get that fast 'fetti, they should call me Tom Petty

Got two b**s, one peanut butter one jelly

I'm an american gangsta, already and I'm an American superstar

I got guns for the snitches, roses for the b**s

Hop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

I got guns for the snitches and roses for the b**s

Hopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

Got guns for the snitches, roses for the b**s

Hop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures

I got guns for the snitches, roses for the b**s

Hopping out the whip, paparazzi taking 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, hahahaheh