Текст песни Stars - Oya Noire

She my type so I call her my Saweetie
Skin honey so I call her my Kehlani
5'10 so I call her Megan
Do me good, got me screaming beggin

When she lose control I call her Missy
In her Fendi bag I call her Nicki
Actin all Jhene when she miss me
Keep that energy when you ain't with me
Actin petty on ya 50, messing with me

Mary J U remind me
Something like the 90's
Like Aaliyah, Queen Latifah
Got me falling like Alicia, I need ya
Smile pretty like she Issa, set good like Serena oh oh
Juicy like she Doja, get a little closer
Looking for a reason, not to have a different girl for every season

You're all that I need
You got it, you got it, you got it
You're all that I need
You got it, you got it, you got it

You my Kelly, Michelle, Destiny's Child
One on ya own, one of a kind I
I'm tryna slide
Ring the alarm, I'm crazy in love
If we on the run, I'm down to ride
I'll put my pride aside
I like em uptown like they Cardi, hit my line if you wanna party
Ride with the top down in the rari
Stay up late like u Ari
Girl I swear u all I need
Girl I swear you all I need

You're all that I need
You got it, you got it, you got it
You're all that I need
You got it, you got it, you got it