H.A.R.M.A.R. - Har Mar Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

Call me

What the weather like?

Ball me

Turn it around

Tape your secrets down

My sex is tight

Like my record sounds

Remember how we used to keep underground

Now I’m at the circus with my dictaphone

Takin', notes baby how your body cream

How deep I need to push to hear you scream my name

My data’s all booted up your mainframe

I need a little rub to keep my beats tame

So we sing

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

Call me

What the weather like?

Ball me

2000 and 10 parties jam starts kickin'

So I follow the flow and trail to the kitchen

What’s this?

Why these buggaz twitchin?

Don’t feed rails to the heads of a chicken

Finger lickin', tryin' to call my bluff

So I had to throw the out by their scruffs

H-A-R Mar ain’t bein' tough

So I ice a Jameson and chase with a bud

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

Call me

What the weather like?

Ball me

Your Dj friends are super fucking lame

Otherwise they’d be livin' out the game

Like me

I’ve seen them all waitering

I’ll take a hot sake and a chefs choice plate

Don’t hate and don’t forget my Nesso

I’ll have you cut from your job like Duriso

You can play the saint mother Turisso

While I sip a Wanderers with your chica

And we sing

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

Call me

What the weather like?

Ball me

One more time

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

Call me

What the weather like?

Ball me

And we’re out