Superstars Songtext
von Fat Pat

Playa haters wanna know who you are
When you comin′ down like a superstar
If you really wanna know who it be
It's Fat Pat and the boy Mike D
Playa haters wanna know who you are
When you comin′ down like a superstar
If you really wanna know who it be
It's Fat Pat and the boy Mike D


Playa haters wanna know who I be
The capital letters F-A to the T
Comin' down slow in my candy red drop
Everybody lookin′ at me but I don′t stop
Thangs have changed in the game since way back
'Cause I done came up, a playa got wood stacks
Now broads on my jock, got to back back
′Cause everybody wanna be with that Fat Pat
Hard to see reality done brought me to a G
Thangs done changed, I got paper in my hand, see
Payphone makes stacks
So a young nigga don't know how to act
So I think back in the game when broads used to diss
Now I′m comin' up and them shops can kiss
A real playa′s ass 'cause I'm crawlin′ down slow
Come up in the game just to let everybody know

Playa haters wanna know who you are
When you comin′ down like a superstar
If you really wanna know who it be
It's Fat Pat and the boy Mike D
Playa haters wanna know who you are
When you comin′ down like a superstar
If you really wanna know who it be
It's Fat Pat and the boy Mike D


It′s been a long long time in the game
Born and one young and I finally got my fame
Dollars and cents, can't let it change me
True to the game so the fame don′t amaze me
Livin' my life as a hustler
Doin' this dirt since a youngsta
So mister, what you sayin′ ain′t doin' nothin′ to me
Got to come with it if you really wanna do me
I remember back in ninety what, three
Me and Bamino was in the J-A-G
Boys ain't like it, I ain′t really care
'Cause down in H-Town we was born to be playas
Smoke a paper down, I′ma still make my ends
1996 Came, hopped off the Benz
Boys in my face like it really wasn't nothin'
That′s why I came down choppin′ on the buttons, man

Playa haters wanna know who you are
When you comin' down like a superstar
If you really wanna know who it be
It′s Fat Pat and the boy Mike D
Playa haters wanna know who you are
When you comin' down like a superstar
If you really wanna know who it be
It′s Fat Pat and the boy Mike D

It's me, I came up, I′m back in the game
I came up and a playa got a bigger name
Now I got fame, I ain't the one to blame
Got them broads wanna be tryin' to word claim
A big ol′ pimp by the name of P-A-T
Livin′ in luxury, doin' it like a O.G
Every day, all day, I′m starched down
P's on my neck, I don′t play
Ike will spray, me candy red
Came up out the shop and I turned a lot of heads
Got new friends 'cause I got ends
When I came back I picked up the bubble twins
Old school partners like Bun and Chris
Everybody know we do it just like this
Serving lemonade, Versace shades
We gon′ parlay and I just say

Playa haters wanna know who you are
When you comin' down like a superstar
If you really wanna know who it be
It's Fat Pat and the boy Mike D
Playa haters wanna know who you are
When you comin′ down like a superstar
If you really wanna know who it be
It′s Fat Pat and the boy Mike D

Superstar, superstar
Yeah, yeah, yeah, swing it baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, swing it baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, swing it baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, swing it baby