"Rockstar" lyrics
Green Lantern what up?
Yea look how he dingle
Its time to let him pop
I stop put out a single
Its time to let him drop
Don't want to see a nigga rise
Jealous niggas despise
The barrel I let them suck it
Then do it in they eyes
Carol I let em fuck it
The coupe I let her drive
Finagling for my ducklets
The booth I never tried
God dammit these rappers can't stand it
They hate it when I say I'm from another planet
Owwww
Forever fresh, keep me in the glass
My predications was that they couldn't keep me in the stash
Now look at the boy
Always with a gig
Love to fuck with the bitches
And his aurora getting big
A year later I said it
Orders in the mail
I told you people
You couldn't ignore the Biggavel (nah)
The Son of Sam
Bullets is Cunningham
Rookies is hating on the burn
I got it summer jam (oww)
Bring the liquor got the weed
Tell the bitches to come through
I got what you need
I can make your wishes come true
Got the dick
Got the chips
Got the 6 with the stick
Got the chicks
Just call me a Rockstar
Yea look how he dingle
Its time to let him pop
I stop put out a single
Its time to let him drop
Don't want to see a nigga rise
Jealous niggas despise
The barrel I let them suck it
Then do it in they eyes
Carol I let em fuck it
The coupe I let her drive
Finagling for my ducklets
The booth I never tried
God dammit these rappers can't stand it
They hate it when I say I'm from another planet
Owwww
Forever fresh, keep me in the glass
My predications was that they couldn't keep me in the stash
Now look at the boy
Always with a gig
Love to fuck with the bitches
And his aurora getting big
A year later I said it
Orders in the mail
I told you people
You couldn't ignore the Biggavel (nah)
The Son of Sam
Bullets is Cunningham
Rookies is hating on the burn
I got it summer jam (oww)
Bring the liquor got the weed
Tell the bitches to come through
I got what you need
I can make your wishes come true
Got the dick
Got the chips
Got the 6 with the stick
Got the chicks
Just call me a Rockstar
