[Frank V - Verse 1:]

Digging in the scene with the gangster lean

I know you'll probably think this is all routine; and I say this to plenty

And with your friends steady blocking

It really doesn't help any

They say I'm from the wrong side of the tracks

You like pretty boys

Not gangsters with Cadillacs

They don't think

That a vato's got it made

'Cause I don't got boots

Tight pants and a fade

Nah, I got the blues

54 32's

Sweat shirt and my Nike shoes

Thugged out to maximum

Yeah, it's true

Bet even thugs need affection too

So listen up 'cause

[Chorus:]

Baby I'll make you a star

Jump inside

We'll go real far

I'm not from The Beatles

You can't drive my car

But you could take a puff

From my big brown cigar

I said

Baby I'll make you a star

Jump inside

We'll go real far

I'm not from The Beatles

You can't drive my car

But you could take a puff

From my big brown cigar

[Frank V - Verse 2:]

Get with a real man

Stop messing with them chumps

He gives you bruises

Scrapes and lumps

He gots a buckets

That fools always needing jumps, huh

I got the Caddy with he monster bumps

Roll to you pad on the late night creep

Flip the highlight

I'm too smooth for the beep

Tell your boyfriend that your going to sleep early

Come out to my Caddy

And serve me

And do me like a women only like you can do

I don't mind being Number 2

Mr. Sancho, he can be the head hancho

But I'll make you famous

Like O.J's Bronco

I know you're thinking this ain't like Frank V

Because I use the B-word constantly

And I'm known to use a hyna

Just to get a piece of --

Then do them dirty

But that is in the past

[Chorus:]

Baby I'll make you a star

Jump inside

We'll go real far

I'm not from The Beatles

You can't drive my car

But you could take a puff

From my big brown cigar

I said

Baby I'll make you a star

Jump inside

We'll go real far

I'm not from The Beatles

You can't drive my car

But you could take a puff

From my big brown cigar

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Make me a star, baby

Do you wanna ride

Do you wanna ride

Make me a star, baby

If you wanna ride

(Take a puff, baby)

[Frank V - Verse 3:]

See what I mean

I changed I'm no longer

A player on the run

I need something that's stronger

So if you're down, ciaga pues

Mess around

And get your name on my chest

I was looking for a firme hyna

It didn't happen

They were mad a try life

Mad at my rapping

Saying either quit or I won't see them no more

So I pick up the mic and I hit the door, on tour

You know I spit game when the plane landed

But I still came back empty handed

Don't get me wrong

Ladies try you get at me

But them hoochie mama hynas

Only make me happy

For one night

Then it's on with the freak

But what about the other 6 days of the week

What you need to did is get rid that zero

And puff the brown cigar of this Big Brown hero

[Chorus:]

Baby I'll make you a star

Jump inside

We'll go real far

I'm not from The Beatles

You can't drive my car

But you could take a puff

From my big brown cigar

I said

Baby I'll make you a star

Jump inside

We'll go real far

I'm not from The Beatles

You can't drive my car

But you could take a puff

From my big brown cigar