Ghetto Superstar - Corey

Can I tell ya’ll a story

About my history

I’m sure a lot ya’ll can relate to me You see I’m from the ghetto

A place where me and my brother shared

The hardwood floor when the winter was cold

I’m talkin about the ghetto

said the ghet the ghet the ghet

I’m not going to stay here no I got plans to get out of here

I see my name, big lights

Oh Lord I wanna take some of that good life

I wanna be I want to be

A superstar, go get them

Superstar, oh I wanna be yeah

I’ve got be dreams

Of being a, superstar go get them

Superstar (a ghetto super star)

That is all I wanna be What you know about that hard knock life?

What you know about that ware fare life?

Scrape for dinner and government cheese

Praying for the Lord

Lord you bless me Oh, and get grandmama out

Try to buy every Foot Locker out

Living ghetto fabolous no doubt

You know what I’m talking about

I wanna be…

Rolling out slamming cadillac doors

Holding down every homie I know

Never ever ever will I be broke

I wanna be I wanna be a ghetto superstar

Rolling out slamming cadillac doors

Never ever ever will I be broke

Holding down every homie I know

I wanna be I wanna be a ghetto superstar

And if some of ya’ll went through what i went through

You know I just want ya’ll to bob ya’ll head

Cause you know every one didn’t come from great homes