5 Star

Hot Rod on the track

Chea! (Yeah)

Ay, you know I'm lookin' for a five-star bitch, talkin' bout

I'm talkin' homegirl be lookin' like she just stepped outta magazine

If your credit score high, and your nails stay fly

Keep your juice box wet, and your head somethin' fine

You a five-star bitch, I wanna five-star bitch

I need a five-star bitch, I want a five-star bitch

I'm top-notch nigga, I do grade A shit

I'ma keep it 100, I want a five-star bitch

Talkin' mouth game serious, and can ride that dick

Shawty walk like she talk like she know that she the shit

You don't live with ya' momma, plus you moved up outta the hood

Couple years on your own and you still doing good

Y'ain't fightin' in the club, y'ain't on that stupid shit

Ain't worried he got money, y'ain't on that groupie shit

But still money make you come, got your swag game together

Gucci this, Louis that, you got ya bag game together

Got a mean pump game and a sick shoe fetish

Say you left your last nigga 'cause his ass was too petty

That's a five-star bitch, that's a five-star bitch

That's a five-star bitch, now that's a five-star bitch

If your credit score high, feet and nails stay fly

Keep your juice-box wet and your head somethin' fine

You a five-star bitch, you a five-star bitch

You a five-star bitch, you a five-star bitch

I want a five-star bitch, I need a five-star bitch

I need a five-star bitch, I want a five-star bitch

If ya baby daddy left you, raised your kids on your own

And you need a real nigga, put my number in your phone

If you never left the city, never been up outta Memphis

I can be that thug genie, give you three lil' wishes

She a stone-cold freak, she can get a nigga right

She can cook, she can clean, know how to treat a nigga right

That's a five-star bitch, red bone, so thick

Long hair, don't care, Dereon outfit

Go to church every Sunday, she a teacher at the school

You did it big last night, I had her drunker than a fool