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Princess Superstar & J‐Zone - Princess Superstar Is - I Love You (or at Least I Like You)
Princess Superstar Is
01. Super Fantasy
02. Bad Babysitter
03. Keith 'n Me
04. Wet!Wet!Wet!
05. We Got Panache
06. Trouble
07. You Get Mad at Napster
08. Untouchable, Part 2
09. Untouchable, Part 1
10. What Is It?
11. Welcome to My World
12. I Love You (or at Least I Like You)
13. Who Writes Your Lyrics
14. Dichotomy
15. Keith 'n Me (remix)
16. Too Much Weight
Hey baby, what's your name?
They call me Captain Backslap, AKA Bankroll J
You wanna get with me, you gotsta pay the fee
Oh yeah, so what're you doing later?

Hey, I like those leather pants, how much those cost?
A lot
Ready to spend that on me for that lovin'?
Maybe

Baby, you got what I need
Try to sleep, I haven't slept, try to eat, I forget
Shit, where's your number? Hope that's the one I kept
Now we just met and I suspect I might just love you

Well, you can bet I'm mad thinkin' of ya, don't wanna trouble ya
Check my dress, about the same color as my BMW
Think about my hand round that penis
Damn son, you just had a stroke of genius

Like Manson, your eyes are like goin' crazy
Like Macy Gray, I'ma get you up and do somethin'

You wanna do somethin', take me to Macy's
Do I love you? (Uh-uh), nope, not lately
Dick ain't free, I charge by the stroke
I break you off, but I ain't with being broke

I don't love you, I like you, now open your purse
You wanna give me some ass, first give me the cash
I sell dick like Avon and take no crap
You wanna date me? Then make my bankroll fat

Cough it up, see you fellas got it wrong fuckin' for free
Reverse the game, chicks pay when they're fuckin' with me

Fine, okay, so that's the way you like it
Get you Henny but watch it, I might spike it
If you were wearin' a skirt, I'd tell you to hike it
And when we get down best believe I'ma mic it

You must be used to all this winin' and dinin'
Just drink your wine, I don't wanna hear your whinin'
Gonna get mine, no fight, alright
I'm fucking you tonight, ah

I'll throw rocks at your window while you sleep at home
And if that don't work, well, I'll just throw you this song
Well, if you ever feel freaky, I'll be your ho'
But if you ain't got my cash, I'll be out the door

I wanna rest and dress and look purdy
Livin' off my women and retire at 30
I like it dirty, hottie, buy you Karl Kani
Armani, lick Criss off Punani

Young ladies wanna swallow mine
Not 'til I see dollar signs
Can I give you some lovin', hell no
My cock is in short, I'm a male ho'

Male ho', huh, I'ma make you my housewife
Get your ass indoors, please, see, I asked nice

We went to lunch, you thought I was payin'
Hey bitch, I go to Dutch, you thought I was playin'
I finished the food and I was out the door
For the price I like you but do I love you no

Get back here, lobster costs 35 bucks
I want an hour for each dollar, that's 35 fucks (what)
No hugs, just my diamond thug
Come on baby, baby, give me that nasty love (well, strip)

(Just one moment, please)
(Just one moment, please)
(Just one moment, please)
(Just one moment, please)

I'll throw rocks at your window while you sleep at home
And if that don't work, well, I'll just throw you this song
Well, if you ever feel freaky, I'll be your ho'
But if you ain't got my cash, I'll be out the door

Yes, just a little something to let these, ladies know
Captain Backslap ain't free baby
I got 12 inches and I ain't just talkin' about my records
You know what I mean, ten dollars in this

Ten dollars, a hundred dollars
More money, more money, more money
Uh, just give me the cash, uh
Don't hold out, don't hold out now

You gotta pay up, not 'til I see dollar signs
Uh, so open your purse and pay me

I'll throw rocks at your window while you sleep at home
And if that don't work, well, I'll just throw you this song
Well, if you ever feel freaky, I'll be your ho'
But if you ain't got my cash, I'll be out the door

I'll throw rocks at your window while you sleep at home
And if that don't work, well, I'll just throw you this song
Well, if you ever feel freaky, I'll be your ho'
But if you ain't got my cash, I'll be out the door