ROCKSTAR Songtext
von IVOXYGEN

I′ve been fuckin' hoes and poppin′ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rock star (ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta (ayy, ayy)
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, them the shottas (shottas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go ra-ta-ta-taaa (ta-ta, ayy)

Switch my whip, came back in black
I′m startin′ sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" (Bon Scott), ayy
Close that door, we blowin′ smoke
She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison, Morrison (ayy)
Act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin′ show in a cop car, (cop car, ayy)
Shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage


With the gang, we ride under the stars
Bunch of winners with the best memoirs
Mustang and the fire in our eyes
Push the pedal to the metal, I'm a rebel

With the gang, we ride under the stars
Bunch of winners with the best memoirs
Mustang and the fire in our eyes
Push the pedal to the metal, I′m a rebel (rebel, rebel, rebel)

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin′ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rock star (ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin′ like a Rasta (ayy, ayy)
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, them the shottas, shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go ra-ta-ta-taaa (ah, ah, ah, ayy)


Switch my whip, came back in black
I′m startin' sayin′, "Rest in peace to Bon Scott", Bon Scott, ayy
Close that door, we blowin' smoke
She ask me light a fire like I′m Morrison, Morrison (ayy)
Act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car, 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 (ayy, ayy)

I′ve been fuckin' hoes and poppin′ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rock star (ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta (ayy, ayy)
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, them the shottas, shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go ra-ta-ta-taaa

Ra-ta-ta-taaa, rockstar, rockstar, rockstar, rockstar, rockstar
Rockstar, yeah, rockstar, bitches like a rockstar
Rockstar, rockstar, yeah, rockstar bitches like a rockstar