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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti
Performer
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Performer
Trina
Trina
Performer
Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Mims
Mario Mims
Songwriter
Rodnay Tate Jr.
Rodnay Tate Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hot Rod
Hot Rod
Producer
Leo Goff
Leo Goff
Recording Engineer
Ray Seay
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer
Daryll Tinson
Daryll Tinson
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gotti, here go twelve bars, Gucci Mane got nine cars
We don't call 'em dimes no more, '09 we call 'em 5 stars
I'm a 5 star ****, this a 5 star clique
That's a 645, this that new M6
Pay her bills, get her hair fixed, mixed even pay her rent
And the way she give it to me, best money I ever spent
Hey, I can't even lie, I'm so super high
I do not need her, will not keep her unless she is fly
Gucci Mane's a thug, B, your man is a scrub, see?
She loves me now, she loves you not, yeah, all my **** love me
And if you in Atlanta, look up Gucci, girl, and beep me
And we can find a 5 star hotel, you can meet me
[Verse 2]
That's a 5 star chick, that's a 5 star chick
That's a 5 star chick, man,  that's a 5 star chick
If your credit card high, feet and nails stay fly
Keep your juice box wet and your **** something fine
Then you a 5 star chick, ay, you a 5 star chick
Ay, you a 5 star chick, ay, you a 5 star chick
I want a 5 star chick, I need a 5 star chick
I need a 5 star chick, I want a 5 star chick
[Verse 3]
It's your boy, Yo Gotti, I do grade A ****
I'm the realest **** walkin' and this the remix
And still I'm out here lookin' for a 5 star chick
When I catch her, I'ma bless her with a 5 star kid
She a natural hustler, she ain't chasing no suckers
On a mission for a real ****, she ain't never **** a buster
So your cars and your jewelry that **** really don't excite
And all 'em hatin' **** in the club wanna fight
She was born in the A, went to school in DC
Got a job in Dallas, Texas then moved to Tennessee
If you ain't a 5 star, need to go ahead and face it
Fake Gucci, fake Louis, shawty, that'll make you basic
That ain't a 5 star chick, that ain't a 5 star chick
That ain't a 5 star chick, that ain't a 5 star chick
[Verse 4]
See I'm a 5 star **** 'cause I ain't that other ****
She been strugglin' for hers, from the womb, I been rich
I ain't gotta talk about the money in the shoe game
All you gotta do is Google Trina, see the proof, man
'Cause ain't none of these **** doing shows in the recession
They cards get declined, now they suffering a depression
While I'm spending meals, signin' all kinda deals
I'm a 5 star **** eatin' 5 star meals
My whole lifestyle is like Coming to America
All my Louis luggage, you see my bag how I carry her
Walkin' through the airport like I'm in a parade
On my hologram, loggin' on to E-Trade
[Verse 5]
That's a 5 star chick, that's a 5 star chick
That's a 5 star chick, man, that's a 5 star chick
If your credit card high, feet and nails stay fly
Keep your juice box wet and your **** something fine
Then you a 5 star chick, ay, you a 5 star chick
Ay, you a 5 star chick, ay, you a 5 star chick
I want a 5 star chick, I need a 5 star chick
I need a 5 star chick, I want a 5 star chick
[Verse 6]
Hmm, I just had a epiphany, I need to go to Tiffany's
Fendi on my slippers and my cookies always slippery
I don't need help, I pay the bills on time
So I be yellin', ****' 'em with a dildo sign
Five, little mama, you a three star
I ain't sleepin' when I say I'm in my dream car
Oh, did I stutter? Harajuku hyphen
Barbie, I'm hot, I think it's time to put the rice in
I was in the chair, I was gluein' my weave in
When you hit the stage, they was booin' and leavin'
Young Money, red flag, no more auditions
Ask Lil' Wayne who the 5 star **** is
[Verse 7]
That's a 5 star chick, that's a 5 star chick
That's a 5 star chick, man, that's a 5 star chick
Written by: Mario Mims, Rodnay Tate Jr., Rodney Tate
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