Starstruck (Feat. Space Cowboy & Flo Rida)
Groove, slam, work it back
Filter that, baby bump that track
Groove, slam, work it back
Filter that, baby bump that track
Groove, slam, work it back
Space cowboy, just play that track
Gaga in the room, so starstruck
Cherry-cherry-cherry-cherry boom boom
Rollin' out to the club on the weekend
Stylin' out to the beat that you're freakin'
Fantasize on the track that you're tweakin'
Blow my heart up
Put your hands on my waist
Pull the fader
Run it back with the original flavor
Queue me up,
I'm the twelve on your table
I'm so starstruck
I'm so starstruck-struck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
Baby now that we're alone
Got a request
Would you make me number one on your playlist
Got your dirty headphone with the left side on
When you scratch back and forth
Back and forth uh-huh
Put your hands on my waist
Pull the fader
Run it back with the original flavor
Put the beat down first
Hoppin' from the chorus to the verse
Frika frika reverse
I'm so starstruck-struck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
Hey, and I'm all like really really is that him
I haven't seen you before and
She got all them big rims
Into that cash flow
I'm a fan of you, don't trip
Should shawty say
Hand over your signature right here
Like a, just a dotted line and
I'm supposed to sign
How she add it up fanatic
And I think it's goin' down
She so starstruck, the gal all stuck
I shoulda had an overdose
To many starbucks
Ain't never seen a baller
Paper that's stack taller
Stunna soon let the top back on their chevy impalas
Hummers and all that
Fully loaded with two spoilers
What do you call that
When you're shawty with two daughters
But that's another chapter
Slow lover bachelor
I don't know me
That's part of the baby actor
Complete swagger
There go the dagger
Got what she want
Shawty happily ever after
I'm so starstruck-struck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
Groove, slam, work it back
Filter that, baby bump that track
Groove, slam, work it back
Filter that, baby bump that track
Groove, slam, work it back
Filter that, baby bump that track
Groove, slam, work it back
(Filter that) baby bump that track
Baby now that we're alone
Got a request
Would you make me number one on your playlist
Got your dirty headphone with the left side on
When you scratch back and forth
Back and forth uh-huh
Put your hands on my waist pull the fader
Run it back with the original flavor
Put the beat down first
Hoppin' from the chorus to the verse
(I'm so, I'm so)
Starstruck-struck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so starstruck
Baby, could you blow my heart up
I'm so
I'm so
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