HahahahahaTank GodAyy, ayyI've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pilliesMan, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)All my brothers got that gasAnd they always be smokin' like a RastaFuckin' with me, call up on a UziAnd show up, name them the shottasWhen my homies pull up on your blockThey make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow)Switch my whip, came back in blackI'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" (ayy)Close that door, we blowin' smokeShe ask me light a fireLike I'm Morrison (ayy)Act a fool on stageProlly leave my fuckin' showIn a cop car (ayy)Shit was legendaryThrew a Tv out the window of the MontageCocaine on the table, liquor pourin'Don't give a damnDude, your girlfriend is a groupieShe just tryna get inSayin', "I'm with the band" (ayy, ayy)Now she actin' outta pocketTryna grab up on my pantsHundred bitches in my trailerSay they ain't got a manAnd they all brought a friend (yeah, ayy, ayy)I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pilliesMan, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy)All my brothers got that gasAnd they always be smokin' like a RastaFuckin' with me, call up on a UziAnd show up, name them the shottasWhen my homies pull up on your blockThey make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow)I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstarsFeelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the poolAnd they ain't got on no bra (no bra)Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracksAnd now she screamin' out, "no más" (yeah, yeah)They like "Savage, why you got a twelveCar garage and you only got six cars? " (21)I ain't with the cakin'How you kiss that? (kiss that?)Your wifey say I'm lookin'Like a whole snack (big snack)Green hundreds in my safeI got old racks (old racks)L. A. bitches always askin'"Where the coke at? " (21, 21)Livin' like a rockstarSmash out on a cop carSweeter than a Pop-TartYou know you are not hardI done made the hot chart'member I used to trap hardLivin' like a rockstarI'm livin' like a rockstar (ayy)I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pilliesMan, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy)All my brothers got that gasAnd they always be smokin' like a Rasta (yeah)Fuckin' with me, call up on a UziAnd show up, name them the shottasWhen my homies pull up on your blockThey make that thing go grra-ta-ta-taStar, star, rockstar, rockstar, starRockstarRockstar, feel just like a rockRockstarRockstarRockstarFeel just like a
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I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow)
Switch my whip, came back in black
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" (ayy)
Close that door, we blowin' smoke
She ask me light a fire
Like I'm Morrison (ayy)
Act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin' show
In a cop car (ayy)
Shit was legendary
Threw a Tv out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin'
Don't give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie
She just tryna get in
Sayin', "I'm with the band" (ayy, ayy)
Now she actin' outta pocket
Tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer
Say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend (yeah, ayy, ayy)
I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow)
I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars
Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
And they ain't got on no bra (no bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks
And now she screamin' out, "no más" (yeah, yeah)
They like "Savage, why you got a twelve
Car garage and you only got six cars? " (21)
I ain't with the cakin'
How you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say I'm lookin'
Like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe
I got old racks (old racks)
L. A. bitches always askin'
"Where the coke at? " (21, 21)
Livin' like a rockstar
Smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart
You know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart
'member I used to trap hard
Livin' like a rockstar
I'm livin' like a rockstar (ayy)
I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta (yeah)
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta
Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock
Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a
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