are? Can you count the stars where you are? Do you feel like you are a thousand miles from home? Are you lost, where you are? Can you find your way
thrills He's gettin' dressed to kill We got eyes in the stars But we don't care what they see We put a man on the moon We all see it on t.v. We all
alone heading back to earth I'm on my way there's no place like home there is no place like home I am surrounded by stars I can see them falling home
or Pimpin Ken I just got back from Milwaukee, the All-Star game Not the NBA nigga, i'm talkin real playa shit mayne Macks, ballas, hustlas, and prostitutes On
out Verse One: Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at home, layin low Everything is everything watin on my hoe I know its hard to imagne yet a nigga on my status
.I] Ay my nigga I'm the type of stars and stripes you know what I'm saying, You come fuck with me on that bullshit you'll be seeing Stars and Stripes
Ay my nigga I?m the type of stars and stripes you know what I?m saying, you come fuck with me on that bullshit you?ll be seeing Stars and Stripes nigga
that car, for the very first time. Imagining the places that he'll go. Back seat home base, front seat drag race. Every star that you can count.
From debated on, to waited on From hated on, to the nigga they put cake up on Cause we are, Young Movie stars Cause we are, Young Movie stars [Chorus
Star Jones, Fat as fuck Got my swagga up Come at me the wrong way Like what the song say It'll be a long day To pass me, you Cassie Got a long way And
home of the gorillas in the jungle seeking To bring, my ? other, any time we see this Nigger we fly star ships, and in the nice star Zip it to the money
home without thinking I know you know you saved my life From going ?so lonesome I could cry? Now I need to kill some time To find a way to pay you back Forget money honey count
s on Got Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got Racks on racks on racks Got Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks
I Talking] Ay my nigga I'm the type of stars and stripes you know what I'm saying, you come fuck with me on that bullshit you'll be seeing Stars and Stripes
my n-gga I'm the type of stars and stripes you know what I'm saying, you come f-ck with me on that bullsh-t you'll be seeing Stars and Stripes n-gga,
't let her come back, Jesus! Please, don't let her come back! But she's back bitches Ha ha, okay, look, just on the count of three Stop focusing on her
we burst ours first Yo, crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars