Superstar (feat. Mike D)

(Billy Cook)
 Oooooh-oooooh
 (Hook - 2x)
 Playa haters, wanna know who you are
 When you coming down, like a superstar
 If you really wanna know, who it be
 It's Fat Pat, and the boy Mike D
 (Fat Pat)
 Playa haters, wanna know who I be
 The capital letters, F-A to the T
 Coming down slow, in my candy red drop
 Everybody looking at me, but I don't stop
 Thangs done changed in the game, since way back
 Cause I done came up, a playa got what stacks
 Now broads on my jock, got to back-back
 Cause everybody wanna be, with that Fat Pat
 Hard to see reality, done brought me to a G
 Thangs done changed, I got paper in my hands see
 Paid in full, make stacks
 So a young... don't know, how to act
 So I think back in the game, when broads use to diss
 Now I'm coming up, and them shops can kiss
 A real playa's..., cause I'm crawling down slow
 Come up in the game, just to let everybody know
 (Hook - 2x)
 (Mike D)
 It's been a long long time, in the game
 21 young, and I finally got my fame
 Dollas and cents, can't let it change me
 True to the game, so the fame don't amaze me
 Living my life, as a hustler
 Doing this dirt, since a youngster
 So Mr. what you saying, ain't doing nothing to me
 Got to come with it, if you really wanna do me
 I remember back in, 90 what 3
 Me and Bamino, was in the J-A-G
 Boys ain't like it, I don't really care
 Cause down in H-Town, we was born to be playas
 Broke my paper down, I'ma still make my ends
 1996, came hopped off the Benz
 Boys in my face, like it wasn't really nothing
 That's why I came down, chopping on them buttons man
 (Hook - 2x)
 (Fat Pat)
 Hit a lick I came up, I'm back in the game
 I came up, and now a playa got a bigger name
 Now I got fame, I ain't the one to blame
 Now them boys wanna be trying to what, claim
 A big old pimp, by the name of P-A-T
 Living in luxury, doing it like a O.G
 Everyday, all day
 I'm starched down, piece on my neck I don't play
 Ike will spray, leave candy red
 Came up out the shop, and I turned a lot of heads
 Got new friends, cause I got ends
 When I came back, I picked up a bubble twin
 Old school partnas, like Blunt and Chris
 Everybody know, we do it just like this
 Syrup and lemonade, with Sacci shades
 We gon parlay, and I just say
 (Hook - 2x)
 (Billy Cook)
 Yeeeeeeeeeeah, ooooooooh yeah
 Oh-oh-oh, yeeeah, yeeee-eeeeah
 Hooo-ooooo, yeeeeeah
 Playa haters, wanna know who you are
 When you coming down, like a superstar
 If you really wanna, who it be
 It's Fat Pat, and the boy Mike D