Ludacris - Fatty Girl lyrics

If you party hearty

If you make the scene

If you've got the jones

For a limousine

Forget your worries

And the wya things are

Spend a day in the life

Of a superstar!

Star life

Staarraarraarr life

Star life

Staarraarraarr life

On Monday morning, he checks the news

He's number one in rhythm and blues

From record to record he tops the sheet

And the other stars cannot compete

He hits the notes that are so high

The men just stare and the women cry

They come to see him from near and far

The man they made a superstar

The genuine owner of twenty cars

Spends all his days among the stars

And when he's got to cool out and chill

Got a brand new house at the top of the hill

One of a kind, not even two

Push button down with an open view

And every room's got a new TV

And every dog's got a pedigree

Livin' every day in the life of a star

Star life!

Livin' every day in the life of a star

Star life!

Huh!

He's got a mansion up in Beverly Hills

With a great big swimming pool

Got a townhouse back in old New York

Where he used to go to school

And some folks say

He's got his own chalet

If he wants to go and ski

And a house in France

For a little romance

Outside of gay Pari!

Ha ha, ha ha!

Star life

Staarraarraarr life

Star life

Staarraarraarr life

Star life

Staarraarraarr life

Star life

Staarraarraarr life

Wherever he goes, he sets the mood

With the fly, fly clothes and the fancy food

All over the town with the pretty girl

He makes the scene and he rocks the world

He's makin' money, maybe even the most

With the bass that's known from coast to coast

He gets the best; he gets it all

He's got fifty gold records up on the wall!