Gotta Be A Star [Remix] Lyrics By Wiz Khalifa

• Artist Wiz Khalifa
• Featured Johnny Juliano, S. Money
• Title Gotta Be A Star [Remix]
• Album Show And Prove

Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre

Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
Every time I ride by, they like "Who is y'all?"
Yup, it's all grown, yup, it's all clean
Pimpin' by the pound, know what I mean?
City of young law, I'm jacking some skin
Made it from the bottom, everybody know me
Cuban diamond bad boy, fresh on the jeans
Cats so smooth, just so mean
You from the slum, it's a boss in the place
Motherfucker step, yeah, tell it to his face
Gotta be a star, look where I'm are
Rep where you from, ain't too far
P-G-H, it's Pistolvania, bang you from afar
Boy won't play with the gauge in the saw
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
Made it out of nothing so I gotta be a star, ya dig?

Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre

Yeah, yeah
I gotta stay high so I keep a Dutchie rolled up
Plus I keep it pimpin', see me grippin' all this dough up
When I ride by, trunk beatin', sittin' comfortably
Yeah, I'm so fly, you got no choice but to look up to me
Music like crack so I move it like weight
Money on my mind, grind 25/8
A long white tee, Akademiks on my jeans
My fitted gotta lean, that's how I get it, ya mean?
I gotta be a player, I gotta be a star
I'm dodgin' all these haters plottin' on my downfall
I couldn't understand what all this hittin' 'round's for
So I got my paper up and stayed the fuck from 'round y'all
So if you hustle hard, keep a couple grands on
Big knots with the rubber bands on
All the shorties wanna put they hands on
You gotta be a player, you gotta be a star

Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre

Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
Gotta be a soldier, gotta, gotta stand tall
Gotta get money, gotta ball 'til I fall
Gotta cop cars, splurge at the mall
Get my shine on, rock jewelry and all
Streets ain't safe so I gotta play it raw
This is motivation, haters, get on your job
22-Inch chrome on my Cadillac, dawg
Since I was 16, I've been stackin' money rolls
Got a lot of paper, yeah, I got a lot of hoes
I spit for the ghetto chefs cookin' on the stove
And them D boys trappin', movin' heavy blow
Spark up the smoke so I can get blow
Only smoke kush or some goddamn purp
Problems with my team then them gats gon' squirt
32 Shots, homie, that's gon' hurt

Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre
Gotta be a player, gotta be a star
I'mma let you smoke my weed, sip on my barre