Lyrics
(Two thousand)
Ah, (two thousand)
Princess Superstar's year
Yeah, you better believe it's my year
To make a million women and men scream and cry
Through the millennium
All up in 'em comin' off like deep impact in your drawers because
This hootchie mommy's booty makes Donald Trump look poor
Like Dionne Warwick, I'll predict your future trick
Super kicks you will listen to this
Buy this, 95 cents a damn minute
Admit it, when you were on monkey bars
You thought there'd be candy bars
Marquee stars emblazoned up with your name in it (ah)
Maybe you need to shoot me into outer space
'Cause I don't belong here
Not in this place, not in this atmosphere
Take your Palm air Range Rover bitch Plastic tit politics
And pay it in ducats to the Corrupt Conglomerate, fuck it
I Don't need to party like it's 1999
'Cause by that time, the next day at nine
That kid'll be working for me bright and early
Askin' for me, waxin', filin' taxes, suckin' dick for me, aha (oh)
What did you dream? (What, what?)
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What, what?)
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What?)
Are you where you wanna be? (Wanna be)
2G, kick it off, kick it, kick it off
What did you dream?
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What?)
Are you where you wanna be? (You wanna be)
I'm kickin' it off, kickin' it off, kickin' it off
I'm kickin' it, kickin' it off
I was gonna be a scientist with more dough
Marilyn Monroe, two kids mansion, high rise co condo, Mondo
Fresh pond in the backyard (ah)
High gates and attack guard (yeah)
Now look on my card (what?)
Bitch in charge of shit at my big dick day job (shits hard)
I got more leg than any legacy to leave
But I got my head, and peeps and me got plenty Hennessy to pee
Please call NASA, bring my ass back to your planet
See I am something I never thought, never even dreamed I'd be
Princess Superstar
And at 2G, when ya gonna be what you wanna be?
When ya gonna be what you really want to be?
What did you dream? (What, what?)
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What, what?)
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What?)
Are you where you wanna be? (Wanna be)
2G, kick it off, kick it, kick it off
What did you dream?
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What?)
Are you where you wanna be? (You wanna be)
I'm kickin' it off, kickin' it off, kickin' it off
I'm kickin' it, kickin' it off
Yo, princess, I crash by six, and I'm up by ten
I deal with everyone from lawyers to people who own employ us
Used to live to see my name on the sticker (what?)
Now I'm framed in the picture (what?)
Glassy-eyed, with my brain on the liquor
The same for my niggas, we rap through art
And not one quote I'll take to the grave
Is never act too smart (never, never)
I drove from the ledge in 93 and drove from the dead
And still find it difficult not to go over your head
My fame and turn will serve as catalyst to see, aim, and earn
The key to diplomacy is speaking layman's terms
I graduated in a room Claudy, Summa Cum Laude
And left half a class too soon to move without me
Capitol slash St. John, dash on my wet fame
Past reefer, turned teacher, now it's the Epstein
Removed from law, it's only right that me and superstars
Serve duet for the 2K regardless of what you say
It's a new dawn as well as new day
You do the rest Princess, you do the rest Princess
What did you dream? (What, what?)
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What, what?)
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What?)
Are you where you wanna be? (Wanna be)
2G, kick it off, kick it, kick it off
What did you dream?
What did you dream you'd be? (What did you dream?)
What did you dream? (What?)
Are you where you wanna be? (You wanna be)
I'm kickin' it off, kickin' it off, kickin' it off
I'm kickin' it, kickin' it off