Popstar

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[Chorus]
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Bitches calling my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
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From the plane to the fucking helicopter, yeah
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Cops pulling up like I'm giving drugs out, I'm not
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I'm a popstar, not a doctor
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Bitches calling my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
                    Fm                  Cm
From the plane to the fucking helicopter, yeah
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Cops pulling up like I'm giving drugs out, I'm not
         Fm
I'm a popstar, not a doctor


[Verse 1]
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  Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don't talk, ayy
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Shawty with the long legs, she don't walk, she, yeah
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Last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy
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Twenty Twenty, I came to fuck it up, yeah
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I want a long life, a legendary one (Yeah)
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I want a quick death (Yeah), and an easy one (Yeah)
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I want a pretty girl (Yeah), and an honest one (Yeah)
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I want this drink (Yeah), and another one, yeah
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And I'm troublesome, yeah
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I'm a popstar, but this shit ain't bubblegum, yeah
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You would pro'ly think my manager is Scooter Braun, yeah
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But my manager with twenty hoes in Buddakan, yeah, ayy
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   Look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa
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It can take as many charges as it needs to, my girl
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That shit platinum just like all of my releases, my girl
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Niggas come for me, I tear them all to pieces, my girl
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I'ma show your sexy ass what relief is, my girl
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Please don't take no shit that's 'bout to have you geeking
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And I'm not driving nothing that I got to stick the keys in
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Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the...


[Chorus]
Cm                       Fm                     Cm
Bitches calling my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
                    Fm                  Cm
From the plane to the fucking helicopter, yeah
                Fm                         Cm
Cops pulling up like I'm giving drugs out, I'm not
         Fm
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Cm                       Fm                     Cm
Bitches calling my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
                    Fm                  Cm
From the plane to the fucking helicopter, yeah
                Fm                         Cm
Cops pulling up like I'm giving drugs out, I'm not
         Fm
I'm a popstar, not a doctor


[Verse 2]
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   I'm a popstar, not a doctor, watch her
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Say she rep a whole different block, so I blocked her
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Busy at the crib, cookin' salmon with the lobster
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If we talking joints, it's just me and David Foster
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Bodyguards don't look like Kevin Costner, you tweaking
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Just pulled up to Whitney Houston, Texas for the evening
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They tell the same story so much, they start to believe it
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The ones that start like, "Drizzy's shit was cool, but we even"
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   Man, how the fuck?
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Two, four, six, eight, watches factory, so they appreciate
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Crown in my hand and I'm really playing keep-away
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Shit don't even usually get this big without a Bieber face
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Now, now, piece of cake, now, now, Turks and Caic', yeah, yeah
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Go and get your friends, we can sneak away, yeah, yeah
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Yeah, I keep a... like I keep the faith
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Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the...


[Chorus]
Cm                       Fm                     Cm
Bitches calling my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
                    Fm                  Cm
From the plane to the fucking helicopter, yeah
                Fm                         Cm
Cops pulling up like I'm giving drugs out, I'm not
         Fm
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Cm                       Fm                     Cm
Bitches calling my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
                    Fm                  Cm
From the plane to the fucking helicopter, yeah
                Fm                         Cm
Cops pulling up like I'm giving drugs out, I'm not
         Fm
I'm a popstar, not a doctor