5 Star Mami (No Intro)

Yeah (uh)

I'm tryna get you right, tryna get you in yo bag

But you wanna talk bout' this and, you wanna talk bout' that

I go out get that money (yeah) I go out get that cash

How the fuck you that... (yeah) How the fuck you that bad?

Yeah but I don't think that you know you a 5 star mami

Never let you down that's over my dead body

I'm tryna get you right, I'm tryna turn you up

Treat you like the baddest, you like number one

Ever since you popped out, bitches hate yo guts

You gon' do the most but, you don't do too much

How the fuck you that bad girl that's not even fair

I gotta stop and stare

The way that you comin' I gotta prepare

Can't let no one interfere

You said you like when I pull on your hair

How the fuck I put you up in the air?

I'm doing shit but you don't even care

I love it when you make it disappear

Mami

I don't think that you know you a 5 star mami

Never let you down that's over my dead body

I don't think that you know you a 5 star mami

Never let you down that's over my dead body

I know you don't know me baby

Time, to take it away (yeah)

Only, over my dead

I don't think that you know you a 5 star mami

Never let you down that's over my dead body (woahhh)