The Mad Rapper - What's Up Star? lyrics

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The Mad Rapper - What's Up Star? lyrics

Hit the carwash to get a fresh shine I don't know how you buy yours but that's how I like mine Think girls don't style, how ya figure One arm's on my steering wheel, the other arm's around my n***a This pocket's phat, don't get offended cause Somebody makes it so somebody's gotta spend it I take it from the boardroom to the boulevard Troopin' all the players like I play cards I pump up my Jeep and get hot And once I put my tape in the slot my speakers hit the jackpot Time time for some action, I got to be the main attraction Blowin' up like Toni Braxton Pick my girls up to check the party uptown I leave my shorty home cause I'm tryina f** around At the sportsbar, honeys everywhere are lookin' mink What's up star, let's get a drink Chorus: What's up star, I'd like to get to know who you are Let's have drinks at the bar What's up star, I'd like to get to know who you are And if I like what I see then the drinks is on me Well is it you or is it me, uh, I saw you glancin' I peeped you from the door and on the floor when you was dancin' This is the pick up line, I got the big up mine I'm steppin' to ya like a stick up I don't have to drop on ya So let's go get a drink on the low and kick in in the corner To the bar start walkin' and I'mma hit you off On some of that good sh** I was talkin' I hope to keep you interested, you should get with this kid And if you lucky you could hit this But don't get souped, it's just a conversation at the bar star And if ya slip you get the scissor Chorus Cuties everywhere I turn, when am I gonna learn I be outta control, I see what I want and I roll I get the digits quick from the honeys, they be fly and all that But right now that's not where my head is at Over and over again I step off quickly with my friends To put this little love sh** to a dead end I got to stay on point, checkin' the honey with a tag I got to bag my next chick And there he is lookin' kosher, posin' like a poster I won't bite come a little closer I wanna talk but it's loud sh** And it's gettin' kinda hot in this crowd sh** So step over to the bar, and let's kick that lingo I like to mingle, honey are ya single If I give you the OK that means I like what I see What's up star drinks is on me Chorus Sex on the beach and gin & juice Nobody likes tea it makes me get loose A gla** of Moet and Alize Cause this type of sh** happens every day