Beyonce - Hip Hop Star Lyrics

(feat. Big Boi and Sleepy Brown)

Send "Hip Hop Star" ringtones to your cell

Pure playa's
Slowly as sir luscious step up like a q-dawg
A-town's up, deuces down it's the new call
And you can dial 1-888-cut-something
I'm your kinky operator when you wanna f--- some
Ain't no dial tones just milestones, of pleasure to reach
To each his own, I'm a stone cold Aquarian freak
Humanitarian, barbarian but under the sheets
It's the player from the point
And your girl from the d

Are you infatuated with me
I could end your curiosity
If you don't think I'm too rude
Here's your chance to make your move

I sit and wait for nobody
People say that...
My (my) style (style) is (is) so oh crazy
I (I) think (think) you (you) like it baby
Do (do) you (you) want to get nasty
I (I) dare (dare) you (you) to undress me

Baby let me know if you wanna roll 
With a hip hop star
Bamboos on, pants down low
Imma rock star
Baby let me know if you wanna ride with a
Hip hop star
Imma rock star

Do I blow you away?
Do I stimulate your mind
Would you taste my love if I give you time

I have none to waste with you
I guess you can say...
My (my) style (style) is (is) so oh crazy
I (I) think (think) you (you) like it baby
Do (Do)you (you) want to get nasty
I (I) dare (dare) you (you) to undress me

Baby, let me know if you wanna roll 
With a hip hop star
Bamboos on, pants down low
Imma rock star
Baby let me know if you wanna ride with a
Hip hop star
Imma rock star

Undress me undress me
Come
Come baby, undress me

Take off that tank top and pull off them drawers
The girls all pause, got them drippin down they sugar walls
Aw naw! getting to the nappy root 
Knocking boots in stilettos, damn I keep it ghetto!
A cool type of fellow, mellow got the gold medal
Never settle for less my rose petal
Tooey, tooey, tooey! spit game!
Venom to get it up in 'em, let me "p" pop that thang
First check her brain to see if she's sane,
Deranged or strange or crazy as hell
You never can tell these days
Everybody got a little Rick James in they veins man!

The way I feel
Oh girl I know its bout to be
Me all over you
And damn girl you all over me

Baby, let me know if you wanna roll 
With a hip hop star
Bamboos on, pants down low
Imma rock star
Baby let me know if you wanna ride with a
Hip hop star
Imma rock star

Send "Hip Hop Star" ringtones to your cell

lyrics submitted by MissLiyah
lyrics corrected on 13-06-2007