Song Description
This song is about wanting to live the high life that celebs live. Wanting fancy cars, big houses, and other things to buy.
| Song Length |
2:50 |
Genre |
Electronic - Dance, Rap - Hip Hop |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cool |
Subject |
Power, Money |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Oh My God I think I wanna be a star
Pull up in the the fancy cars drop top while holding a black cigar
I, I can go anywhere I want, first class baby let me know
on a private jet or a private train take it one step up get a private boat
(got damn) Sounds excellent
So much cash I bet I can run for president
So much ice that I'll get frostbite then I'll spend more cash on anything that's irrelevant
Feel so high like I'm on a kite, good good food bet you want a bite
All white suit so clean you could call it pearly whites
I wanna be a star (x7)
Oh My God I think I wanna be rich (ca ching)
You'll see me walking funny cause my pockets full of ma ma money
Laughing to the bank with a smile on cheese
Wanna take a ride get my lambo keys
Haters better stop like a cop says freeze
They just getting mad cause their banks on E
Lemme get a house with a helicopter pad
Don't even wanna get a helicopter man
Elevator that will go to the 5th floor
Maserati all in black suicide doors
Showing up in every spot with an encore
I'm on Wikipedia I think I made it
Mama call TMZ I think I'm famous
The fame and fortune man its so contagious man
I wanna be a star (x7)