Letra She's my star Rick Ross

She's my star

(Justice League)
If I say I'm fucking with you, I'm fucking with you
You feel me? (Maybach Music)

Fuck me like I'm a star
In matching Audemars
Getting freaky in the Double R under the stars
They call me sexy, bitch
He know I never miss
I like to show my ass with my diamonds on my wrist
Open the cookie jar
He make my pussy fart
Suitcases full of money, I'm such a movie star
So, boy, get on your knees
And beg, "Caresha, please"
I let 'em lick my ass like he rolling Grabba leaf
I'm on my pretty shit, who always in some shit
We fighting in the club, and I'm throwing bottles, bitch

Lights (Lights), camera (Camera), action (Action), woah
Under the bright lights
Cameras they flash on you
Private plane flights
You live a high life
You're a star for real
Baby, you're a star for real, yeah, yeah

Fuck her like she a star, fuck her right in the car
Fuck her after the club, fuck whatever it cost
Fuck her like she a boss, fuck how loud that she talk
Never made her my side bitch, make her proud that she not
Let her dress in the truck, get her fresh as a fuck
Don't just shop for the day, get you fresh for the month
Diamonds just to offend, posted just for your friends
Bitches love to be fake, but they love to pretend
She's amazing the kid, is it braids or the wig?
Lace fronts for the week
She unable to miss
Hundred grand just a treat, I could wire the mill
Fuck her like she a star, I just made a career

Lights (Lights), camera (Camera), action (Action), woah
Under the bright lights
Cameras they flash on you
Private plane flights
You live a high life
You're a star for real
Baby, you're a star for real, yeah, yeah

Fuck her like she a star, fuck her right in the car
Fuck her after the club, fuck whatever it cost
Fuck her like she a boss, fuck how loud that she talk
Never made her my side bitch, make her proud that she not
You're a star for real
Baby, you're a star for real
Yeah, yeah
You're a star for real