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Brand Nubian - "Who Wanna Be A Star' (Its Brand Nu Baby!)"
Lyrics to Who Wanna Be A Star' (Its Brand Nu Baby!) : [Chorus: Sadat X] Who wanna be a star' Be out late night under the moon Got a plan to get dough and be rich by June And all the broads, sexual, yeah ultimate head But, over one chick I seen two niggaz dead Whos God' Know theyself and still know math And be that same bad nigga thats hawkin on the ave Its Brand Nu baby, its Brand Nu Its Brand Nu baby, its Brand Nu [Lord Jamar] Uhhh, Lord Jamar, rap caviar Guitar loop in a Jaguar Coupe Combat boots, fatigue suit, niggaz thats ready to shoot and "Ready to Die" like Biggie Smalls We can drop our drawers, see who got the bigger balls The way I actll be forever called a nigga yall Tattoos on my arms and neck, bomb the set If you havin trouble payin me, pawn the baguettes Cause I be comin armed with, more than a threat All my LG niggaz, why dont yall tell these niggaz Treat em like paper trees and fell these niggaz Now its all I can do not to smell these niggaz These Brooklyn blocks is lookin hot These motherfuckin cops, is tryin to put me in they cookin pot But the shit it aint gon never stop Forever playin the block, if you like it or not [Chorus] [Sadat X] At the bassline I blow your mind at the top When the melody drop - Im still here Its psycho Western what happened on Creston A-V-E Bronx community, one-eight-three Who is the summer heat for winter leather Rims, rings, neck look gleamy bitch eyes look steamy She said she been smokin outdoor all day Let my find out my Bronx niggaz hit you Ill be up when its {'} When the sun go down, I lose round on the ground One stuck in your crown, whoever zoos rendezvous with they crews, these drawers rip for free And if I cant touch, then I got to pop the clutch Non-touchin broad is a fraud She prayed to the Lord and get fucked in a Ford And she a bad bitch, daddy rich, cousin used to pitch Faggot-ass brother gotta switch [Chorus] [Grand Puba] Uhh, now from way back when, when you gettin up goin to work Im just gettin in, smellin like a pint of gin Up in the rathole, where ghetto bitches sellin they souls Cause its after 4 and all the discoes is closed Nigga Im up when you up, and Im up when you sleep Bouncin around in the black dirty offroad Jeep Wakin people up tryin to sleep Cause like the first time, this time, we makin the beats The undeniable, satisfiable, reliable, Brand Nubian Now you know we come with the bomb So hi-tech, see us on your DVD-ROM Get love from little kids like a Pokemon Everytime we spit that shit it be our word is bond See I been down in the trenches where projects hazard Where them visions of wire fences and dopefiends ran the yard I aint the sixth sense, Im the 7th sense [Chorus x2] [ Who Wanna Be A Star' (Its Brand Nu Baby!) Lyrics ]
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