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Webster)\nProduced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI)\nBass: Concetta Drums/Keys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta\n\nPrincess Superstar's year to make a million women and men scream and cry\nThrough the millennium\nAll up in 'em comin off like deep impact in your drawers because\nThis hootchie mommy's booty makes Donald Trump look poor\nLike Dionne Warwick I'll predict your future trick super kicks\nYou will listen to this, buy this, 95 cents a damn minute\nAdmit it, when you were on monkey bars you thought there'd be candy bars,\nMarquee stars\nEmblazoned up with your name in it\nMaybe you need to shoot me into outer space cuz I don't belong here\nNot in this place not in this atmosphere\nYou can take your Palm air Range Rover bitch Plastic tit politics\nAnd pay it in ducats to the Corrupt Conglomerate\nFuck it/ I Don't need to party like it's 1999 cuz by that time, the next day at 9: 00\nThat kid'll be working for me bright and early\nWaxin for me, Filin taxes for me-- suckin dick for me\n\nWhat did you dream, what did you dream you'd be?\nAre you where you wanna be?\n2G, Kick it off\n\nI was gonna be a scientist with more dough\nMarilyn Monroe 2 kids mansion & hi rise co condo mondo\nFresh pond in the backyard\nHigh gates and attack guard\nNow look on my card (what's it say?)\nBitch in charge of shit at my big dick day job\nI got more leg than any legacy to leave\nBut I got my head, and peeps and me got plenty Hennessy to pee\nPlease call Nasa bring my ass back to your planet\nSee I am something I never thought, never even dreamed I'd be\nPrincess Superstar\nAnd at 2G When ya gonna be what you wanna be\nWhen ya gonna be what you really want to be?\n\nWhat did you dream, what did you dream you'd be?\nAre you where you wanna be?\n2G, Kick it off\n\n(You'll have to ask John Forte the dope shit he kicked next.!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Year Two Thousand (feat. 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What did you dream it'd be?\n[00:52.06] What did you dream? What did you dream it'd be?\n[00:54.63] What did you dream? Oh, you ain't gonna be\n[00:57.37] 2G, kick it off, kick it off\n[01:00.43] What did you dream? What did you dream it'd be?\n[01:02.77] What did you dream? Oh, you ain't gonna be\n[01:05.50] I'm kickin' it off, kickin' it off\n[01:07.47] I'm kickin' it off, kickin' it off\n[01:09.24] I'm kickin' it, kickin' it off\n[01:11.26] I was gonna be a scientist with more dirt while I'm en route\n[01:13.77] Two kids, a mansion, high-rise, cold condo, wild oak, fresh pot in the backyard\n[01:16.91] Highgates and a deck car, now look at my car\n[01:19.19] Bitch and child, that shit on my big dick day job\n[01:21.54] I got more leg than any legacy to leave\n[01:24.42] But I got my head, pimps and me got plenty\n[01:26.28] Honey, see the pig, please, call NASA\n[01:28.33] Bring my answer back to your planet\n[01:29.93] See, I am something I never thought, never dreamed I'd be\n[01:32.45] Princess of Superstar, I'm XUG\n[01:33.73] When you gonna be what you wanna be?\n[01:35.40] When you gonna be what you really want to be?\n[01:38.19] What did you dream? What did you dream it'd be?\n[01:40.99] What did you dream? What did you dream it'd be?\n[01:43.56] What did you dream? Oh, you ain't gonna be\n[01:46.57] 2G, kick it off, kick it off\n[01:49.44] What did you dream? What did you dream it'd be?\n[01:51.84] What did you dream? Oh, you ain't gonna be\n[01:54.84] I'm kickin' it off, kickin' it off\n[01:57.02] I'm kickin' it off, kickin' it off\n[01:59.67] Yo princess, I crashed by six, and I'm up by ten\n[02:02.79] I deal with everyone from lawyers to people who won't employ us\n[02:05.21] Used to live to see my name on the sticker\n[02:07.24] Now I'm framed in the picture\n[02:08.50] Glassy eye, with my brain on the liquor\n[02:10.68] The same for my niggas, we rap through art\n[02:12.87] And now the one quote I'll take to the grave is never act too smart\n[02:16.37] I drove from the ledge at 93 and drove from the dead\n[02:19.07] And still find it difficult not to go over your head\n[02:21.33] My fame and term will serve as catalyst to see, aim and earn\n[02:24.41] The key to diplomacy is speaking layman's terms\n[02:27.13] I graduated in a room cloudy, so my phone loudy\n[02:30.00] And left half a class too soon to move without me\n[02:32.93] Capitan, slash St. John, dash on my wet thing\n[02:35.24] Passed, re-vot, turned teacher, now it's the Epstein\n[02:38.15] Removed from law, it's only right that me and superstars\n[02:40.94] Serve the web for the 2K, regardless of what you say\n[02:43.61] It's a new dawn, as well as new day\n[02:45.66] You do the rest, princess, you do the rest, princess\n[02:54.99] What did you dream? What did you dream it'd be?\n[02:57.27] What did you dream? What did you dream it'd be?\n[03:00.09] What did you dream? Are you where you wanna be?\n[03:02.97] 2G, kick it off, kick it, kick it off\n[03:05.95] What did you dream? What did you dream it'd be?\n[03:08.79] What did you dream? Are you where you wanna be?\n[03:11.35] I'm kickin' it off, kickin' it off, kickin' it off, kickin' it, kickin' it off\n[03:16.12] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Year Two Thousand (feat. John Forte)\n  artist: Princess Superstar feat. 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