Luyện nghe bài hát Intro Superstar

Here's a toast to living my life a superstar
Party all through the night like a rock star
Girl, when we make love it's a porn star
And whenever I ball, bitch, I'm an
I'm a superstar, superstar,
I'm a superstar, superstar,
I'm on my to Heaven, dear heavenly Father
God had on no Gucci, guessing cause wears Prada
You know? don't let my get money
I know you want get it, still you can't nothing from me
A nigga living comfy, imported from London
white, half good loving,? packages shipped to the Runners
? he be straight from Cuba, is a mo'fucker
Until you finally fuck her, out you shouldn'ta trust her
The lifestyle of a hustler, blow money fast, 'em
Throw it up in the air, make it all back sun up
Every is a come up, no matter who you are
a toast to the trap stars, biatch
I'm on my stairway to Heaven, dear heavenly
The devil told me not even Heaven's better stardom
Got 'em applauding, had me fooled for a moment
so many others, them cameras done turned into photos
I seem them flashing lights, but really what's the fucking
motivated all my life, couldn't wait for this moment
Big house out by the water, maybe I came the chauffeur
Now I like twelve summers
We from the Bahamas, got me spending like?
These boys? go somewhere we got options
But I get there, I start to notice my biggest problem
How am I so alone when I'm so
Still on my stairway to Heaven, heavenly Father
This devil wore a dress: Angelina, Madonna
monster, no relation to Gaga
Bitch got a lot of problems, money one of 'em, promise
Graduated with honors, she drink, she don't light up
We're heavy on that powder, now every is young
Red murcileago, who the fuck gon' her?
She's been towards an early grave, and guess who's the driver (Fame)
She thought live forever
Like so many stars whose souls we on cameras
I need my privacy, it?
Here's a to living my life, man