"Shooting Star (Alternative Version)" lyrics - PITBULL

PITBULL

"Shooting Star (Alternative Version)"

feat. Kevin Rudolf

[Chorus: Kevin Rudolf]
I love just who you are
I ain't gon' try to change you
You are a shooting star
That's why you are my favorite
I love just who you are
I ain't gon' try to change you
You are a shooting star
That's why you are my favorite

[Verse 1: David Rush]
I caught her when she fell from heaven
One to ten, baby girl's an eleven
And I ain't trying to spit no game
But I'm trying to figure out from where you came
Because a star like hers
Man, it really occurs in a world like this
Only way you ever meet a girl like this
Get up in a spaceship and take that trip
We kinda have a way with words
We even start a convo' to get at her
Every other (shake that) becomes a blur
Be my misses, I'll be your sir
I love her, the way she is
The way she are, a shooting star
And I pray that you never change
Please stay the same cause

[Verse 2: David Rush]
Uh, and she fits me like a glove (glove)
Don't even go to the club
Can't get popped in the tub
Either I'm sprung or I'm in love
She's Jill to my Jack with no relation
Like em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican, or Asian
When she walk by, them chicks be hatin'
When I ride by, be steady waitin like
Bye, bye all you girls
Get me a chick from another world
Don't want diamonds and she don't want pearls
She could get it cuz she's my girl
Yeah, but am I dreamin'?
If it ain't her world then she might be leavin'
But I ain't gon' let that ruin her evening (lets ride)
And get to proceed and proceedin', this evening

[Verse 3: David Rush]
Now as I lay her down to sleep
Pray my Lord this girl I keep
Usually, by now I would've went and creep
With a P.Y.T. that I met last week (Last week)
But it's something about this one
That make me not have to go get none
Ask her what I need and it goes get done
And the same thing back so it makes us one
So every morning when I roll over
Pray that she's there on my arm and shoulder
And I can be her blanket when the world gets colder (Yeah)
Watch me make her, watch me mold her
She got me open like my doors and drawers (Yeah)
Heart beats fast like I stole a car
I never thought it would go this far
Tonight I wish on a shooting star
(Star, star, star)

Free Agent (Mixtape) (2008)