DJ Khaled, Drake - POPSTAR lyrics

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[DJ Khaled, Drake - POPSTAR lyrics]

Bitches we The Best Music
Another one (yeah) dJ Khaled

Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up
Nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm givin'
Drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up
Nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don't talk
Ayy
Shawty with the long legs, she don't walk
Ayy
Yeah, last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy
2020, I came to fuck it up, yeah
I want a long life, a legendary one (yeah)
I want a quick death
(yeah) , and an easy one (yeah)
I want a pretty girl
(yeah) , and an honest one (yeah)
I want this drink
(yeah) , and another one, yeah
And I'm troublesome, yeah
I'm a popstar, but this shit ain't bubblegum
Yeah you would probably think my
Manager is Scooter Braun, yeah
But my manager with twenty
Hoes in Buddakan, yeah, ayy
Look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa
It can take as many charges as it needs to
My girl that shit platinum just like
All of my releases, my girl
Niggas come for me, I tear
Them all to pieces, my girl
I'ma show your sexy ass what relief is
My girl please don't take no shit that's
'bout to have you geekin'
And I'm not drivin' nothin' that I
Gotta stick the keys in
Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the

Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up
Nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up
Nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

I'm a popstar, not a doctor, watch her
Say she rep a whole different block
So I blocked her busy at the crib
Cookin' salmon with the lobster
If we talkin' joints
It's just me and David Foster
Bodyguards don't look like Kevin Costner
You tweakin'
Just pulled up to Whitney Houston
Texas for the evenin'
They tell the same story so much
They start to believe it
The ones that start like
"Drizzy's shit was cool, but we even"
Man, how the fuck?
Two, four, six, eight watches, factory
So they appreciate crown in my hand and
I'm really playin' keep-away
Shit don't even usually get this
Big without a Bieber face
Naw, naw, piece of cake, naw
Naw, Turks and Caic', yeah, yeah
Go and get your friends, we
Can sneak away, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I keep a, like I keep the faith
Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the

Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up
Nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up
Nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter
Yeah cops pullin' up like I'm
Givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

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