[Verse 1]I get love down in Cali' like the homie Dre (Woo)But these hoes think I'm Snoop they won't go away (Yeah)They should play this down in Compton with a cherry drop topThen everybody get to bouncing till they blow the bass (Uh)I ain't gotta say much bitches know the face (They know)Joyner Lucas see it tatted on the shoulder blade (Yuh)Try to Play me you just Skating on a frozen lakeI just wanna put it in her mouth and make her poker face (Ah)Yeah, tell me is you taken for the night? (Tell me)I know what you thinking I'm your savior for the night (Yeah)I been paper chasing till my bank is looking rightI just need some motivation what you drinkin' for tonight? (What you drinkin' for?)And don't be talking bout them other heads (Yeah)Ask about me I've been macking like I'm fucking crag (Mack)Bitches love me in the country like I'm uncle TedI'm just what you made me don't mistake me for a fucking sacNah[Chorus]Homie I'm just what you made me I'm a shooting star, shooting star (Shooting star)Got a house in the hamptons and a million cars, million cars (I mean it)We done came from the projects you know who we are (You know who we are)I'm fine and on top and that livin' in the sky (One more time)Homie I'm just what you made me I'm a shooting star, shooting star (Woo)Got a house on the hamptons and a million cars, million cars (This shit sound like [?], shit)We done came from the projects you know who we are (Joyner)I'm fine and on top and that livin' in the sky (Yeah)[Verse 2]Uh, Black shorts and a tank top (Yeah)Dead silence on the charm from the chain spot (Woo)Couple dollas in my pocket they don't mean much (Nah)I don't care for bragging you can have it I don't need much (I don't need much)I remember I was just a nadaShaggy with da hollaBack when bitches used to call me Mr. Laba-labaNow I'm Mr. Popa-cala Mr. Drop-a-dollaNow I'm Mr. Master P Mr. bout-it-bout-itI got bitches I ain't bored of yet (nope)Call up Bizzo they gon' hit me with the [?] check (Oh)I ain't even got chronic, it's the water bedThen she wanna fuck even tho she never saw me yetBut I told her don't be talking bout them other headsAsk about me I've been macking like a fucking crackBitches love me in the country like I'm uncle TedI'm just honest with you don't mistake me for a fucking sacHoeFor a fucking sac[Chorus]Homie I'm just what you made me I'm a shooting star, shooting star (Shooting star)Got a house in the hamptons and a million cars, million cars (I mean it)We done came from the projects you know who we are (You know who we are)I'm fine and on top and that livin' in the sky (One more time)Homie I'm just what you made me I'm a shooting star, shooting star (Woo)Got a house on the hamptons and a million cars, million carsWe done came from the projects you know who we are (Yeah)I'm fine and on top and that livin' in the sky (Joyner)
