Lyrics:

(Violent J)
If I had things my way, I wouldn't be a zero
Rather be respected like Pierre Ferro
Every album I touch 5 mics
I'd be on MTV with Tommy Lee riding dirtbikes
Me and Fred Durst cooking brautwurst
And one of those huge barbecues with them bonny skirts
I wouldn't need a baracade at my shows
'Cause it would be nothing but celeberty friends
the first 10 rows
I'd have a 90 pound slut on my arm
Who looks like a little skinny dude with a perm
But she's a supermodel and she works in Brazil
And her daddy plays polo on the isle of Nigil
I remember when I met at a party with my friends
I sent her a rose with a note May I have this dance?
Jeckel what, I don't even know who they are
If I had things my way, I'd be a superstar

(Chorus 2x)
I'm so famous, I'm so sweet
I'm so neat, I can't be beat
Call my one time
I'm so fashion, I'm devine

I got a call this morning, Denis Rodman and Carson Daly
They want to meet me up for lunch at the Bailey
And I don't even know them people
But we famous, so we consider each other equal
Where am I from, oh yea Detroit City
I remember that tiny little town, so itty bitty
I think I used to have some family there
In fact I wonder if...rmmm... anyway, Jauque do my hair
Sniffing cocaine off of crystal countertop
Kissy face, sucking on her ruby red lollypop
Shaggy who, watch me clean up the ghetto
I sleep on a mattress sprinkled with rose petals
Make my music, write my song I'll come sing it
And when the royalty check comes, better bring it
Mr. Masseuse come and rub me down gently
Mom, hers the keys, go and wash the Bentley

Let me tell you, I drove for that guy. I know, I swear to God!
We went to Las Vegas, he gave every one of us 1500 dollars a day
Just to piss away on the tables. I couldn't believe it
This guy, he had so many women, he had an entourage of at least 30 guys
On and off my damn bus all day long. I couldn't believe it!
Just everyday it was a new woman, everyday..it was 30 new people, ya know
He had gold, he had diamond..anything you want
I told him about my mortgage on my house, 80 thousand dollars
I swear to God..true story, this guy, gave me 80 thousand dollars
Said you don't have to worry about it now, cuz! I couldn't believe it!

Superstar....

(Chorus 2x)
I'm so famous, I'm so sweet
I'm so neat, I can't be beat
Call my one time
I'm so fashion, I'm devine

I'm like Berzerko, I suck my drummers dick
I ain't gay or nothing, I just did it for kicks
I play the crazy rock star it helps my rep
You should of seen me at the movie premire
with Johnny Depp
I love Hollywood partys, I live like a star
I'll kiss your ass, even if I don't know who you are
I'll jump in your pictures and I'll get in your way
I'm annoying as fuck, I'm like that one kid from Sugar Ray
Do I remember Twiztid, of course I do, Twisted Sister
They used to play with Motley Crue
Oh you mean them rapper kids that were down with me?
No, I don't recall, excuse me, security!
I don't need old friends, I'm way bigger
Sorry, my phone's ringing, it's Tommy Hillfiger
I'll see you when I see if I remember who you are
After all, you're talking with the superstar

(Chorus 2x)
I'm so famous, I'm so sweet
I'm so neat, I can't be beat
Call my one time
I'm so fashion, I'm devine