DJ Khaled x Drake – POPSTAR Lyrics

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    [Intro: DJ Khaled & Drake]
    Bitches
    We The Best Music
    Another one (Yeah)
    DJ Khaled

    [Chorus: Drake]
    Bitches callin’ my phone like I’m locked up, nonstop
    From the plane to the fuckin’ helicopter, yeah
    Cops pullin’ up like I’m givin’ drugs out, nah, nah
    I’m a popstar, not a doctor
    Bitches callin’ my phone like I’m locked up, nonstop
    From the plane to the fuckin’ helicopter, yeah
    Cops pullin’ up like I’m givin’ drugs out, nah, nah
    I’m a popstar, not a doctor

    [Verse 1: Drake]
    Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don’t talk, ayy
    Shawty with the long legs, she don’t walk, ayy
    Yeah, last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy
    2020, I came to fuck it up, yeah
    I want a long life, a legendary one (Yeah)
    I want a quick death (Yeah), and an easy one (Yeah)
    I want a pretty girl (Yeah), and an honest one (Yeah)
    I want this drink (Yeah), and another one, yeah
    And I’m troublesome, yeah
    I’m a popstar, but this shit ain’t bubblegum, yeah
    You would probably think my manager is Scooter Braun, yeah
    But my manager with twenty hoes in Buddakan, yeah, ayy
    Look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa
    It can take as many charges as it needs to, my girl
    That shit platinum just like all of my releases, my girl
    Niggas come for me, I tear them all to pieces, my girl
    I’ma show your sexy ass what relief is, my girl
    Please don’t take no shit that’s ’bout to have you geekin’
    And I’m not drivin’ nothin’ that I gotta stick the keys in
    Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the
    [Chorus: Drake]
    Bitches callin’ my phone like I’m locked up, nonstop
    From the plane to the fuckin’ helicopter, yeah
    Cops pullin’ up like I’m givin’ drugs out, nah, nah
    I’m a popstar, not a doctor
    Bitches callin’ my phone like I’m locked up, nonstop
    From the plane to the fuckin’ helicopter, yeah
    Cops pullin’ up like I’m givin’ drugs out, nah, nah
    I’m a popstar, not a doctor

    [Verse 2: Drake]
    I’m a popstar, not a doctor, watch her
    Say she rep a whole different block, so I blocked her
    Busy at the crib, cookin’ salmon with the lobster
    If we talkin’ joints, it’s just me and David Foster
    Bodyguards don’t look like Kevin Costner, you tweakin’
    Just pulled up to Whitney Houston, Texas for the evenin’
    They tell the same story so much, they start to believe it
    The ones that start like, “Drizzy’s shit was cool, but we even”
    Man, how the fuck?
    Two, four, six, eight watches, factory, so they appreciate
    Crown in my hand and I’m really playin’ keep-away
    Shit don’t even usually get this big without a Bieber face
    Naw, naw, piece of cake, naw, naw, Turks and Caic’, yeah, yeah
    Go and get your friends, we can sneak away, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, I keep a, like I keep the faith
    Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the
    [Chorus: Drake]
    Bitches callin’ my phone like I’m locked up, nonstop
    From the plane to the fuckin’ helicopter, yeah
    Cops pullin’ up like I’m givin’ drugs out, nah, nah
    I’m a popstar, not a doctor
    Bitches callin’ my phone like I’m locked up, nonstop
    From the plane to the fuckin’ helicopter, yeah
    Cops pullin’ up like I’m givin’ drugs out, nah, nah
    I’m a popstar, not a doctor

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