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Låttexter: Lil' Mo. supa star.

Who's got the hottest whip
Who's got the hottest chic
Who won't acknowledge it
Who takes care of the kids

Who shows tha most shit
Who talks the most shit
Who's doin' what's what
Who's screwin' who's chic

Who's really full of it who
Stacks the most chips
Who makes the most bids
Who's getting out of it

Who runs the projects
Who's car is the flyest it takes to be
A supa star don't knock it
Till ya try it

Everybody wants to be a supa-star, supa-star
Everybody wants to be a supa-star
Thats what you are, hey, hey

Who got tha most dice
Who's the twenty of lite
Who's really ghetto, ghetto is a state of mind
Who got a lots of [unverified] who got [unverified]

Who called the cops up
Won't somebody stop 'em
Who robbed the bodega asa lama laca
Do we ever think about
Will we ever make it? It's pressure

In these videos, dream cast
And the radio thats the ghetto house coat
Everybody here we go
'Cause I'm in a ghetto state of mind

And I'm just tryin' to get tha hell up
Outta of here 'cause im in a ghetto state of mind
And I'm just tryin' to get tha hell up
Outta here 'cause everybody

'Cause every body wants to shine
Every body wants to live the life
And everybody wants to go where
Everybody knows there name

Everybody recall wants to see there name
In bright lights that's why I gotta get
Outta here 'cause every body wants to be

'Cause every body wants to shine
Every body wants to live the life
And everybody wants to go where
Everybody knows there name

Everybody recall wants to see there name
In bright lights that's why I gotta get
Outta here 'cause every body wants to be