Rock Star (feat. Lil Wayne)

Rock star! Rock star! (rock on) Rock star! (rock on) It's rock n roll! (rock on!) I got ladies that love my ladies Haters that hate my haters I'm a Chamillionaire, but got billionaires for my neighbors (Rock On) I been havin' paper, I been havin' stacks The crowd screamin' loud in every city on the map Got the groupies goin' crazy, they don't know how to act I bring em backstage and tell em baby just relax Rock on, they see the jewels is so sick, l like flu spit and flu cough Take it off and you lost, the tough talk get tooled off Keep the four iron near, keep on thinkin' that it's for golf Nickel Plate on your head, silverware's food for thought Grammy winner the haters is like 'How could this happen?' (how?) On the red carpet so much they mistake me for Aladdin (wow?) How I'm a rapper with revenue like a rock star? If I'm near you can believe the black card is not far 'Teen Spirit' ain't what they smellin', they yellin' 'Where that Nirvana?' The crowd is rockin' n rollin', them swishers full of marijuana They judgin' me like your honor, your daughter's here with her mama They tell me that I'm a charmer, more freakier than Madonna Famous look right at me and said 'Know why I got my lighter up?' Cause like the throwback P. Diddy alias I'm a 'Puff' See how we rippin up tickets that police be writin us Do like Michael Jackson's complexion Mr. and lighten up Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star I got em screamin' loud as they be screamin' comin' out broads daily Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star She's sayin' she's in love with me and she is probably your lady Like a rockstar (Lady) Like a rockstar (Lady) Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star (Baby) Catch me gettin' into trouble like it's my job (Baby) When they listen to the cops come then I'ma (Rock On!) I been havin' paper, I been havin' stacks The crowd screamin' loud in every city on the map Got the groupies goin crazy, they don't know how to act I bring em backstage and tell em baby just relax Rock 'n' roll fly Bitch behold I I am the shit Hear the commode cry Hear the guitar scream That Double R lean And if it's for me Then its foreign I mean my cars, I mean my clothes I mean my hos, I mean my flows You dress different round then me I'm a clean your nose Step into the line of fire hide the penal code Compared to big foot, you just twinkle toes I get ya girlfriend wet like wrinkled clothes Rock star like, money, drugs, freaky hos World tours, walkthroughs and T.V. shows My hair's out (Hey!) No Shirt (Hey!) I stage dive (Rock Rock!) I crowd surf (Hey!) I'm a hot boy I'm on my hot shit Reportin' to you live from the mosh pit Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star I got em screamin' loud as they be screamin' comin' out broads daily Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star She's sayin' she's in love with me and she is probably your lady Like a rockstar (Lady) Like a rockstar (Lady) Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star (Baby) Catch me gettin' into trouble like it's my job (Baby) When they listen to the cops come then I'ma (Rock On!) I been havin' paper, I been havin' stacks The crowd screamin' loud in every city on the map Got the groupies goin crazy, they don't know how to act I bring em backstage and tell em baby just relax I'm so cool, I'm so smooth, I'm that dude, I'm so fly Groupies tellin' me like a spy, the ground be tellin' me that I'm fly The cloud see me and they cry just to get a glimpse of I Got Mother nature so jealous she knockin' pigeons out the sky Can't help it, i got em rockin' they pelvic-bones And losin' clothes The higher my album sales get They love me, that's right you nailed it They treatin' me like I'm Elvis Naked pictures she mailed She licked on a stamp and melted So save your rap for the rookies, 'cause there ain't no rappers here A show you do in a club is a show we do in the ampitheatre We packin' stadiums, ladies come in I'll introduce ya It's too packed to maneuver, crowd look like LaLaPalooza We outshinin' the losers, know i ride with the Ruger You know I'ma producer, weapon upside ya medulla Got no time to seduce a Super Head type of seducer Groupies tyrin' to snake me, but Koopa denyin' Medusas Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star I got em screamin' loud as they be screamin' comin' out broads daily Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star She's sayin' she's in love with me and she is probably your lady Like a rockstar (Lady) Like a rockstar (Lady) Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star (Baby) Catch me gettin' into trouble like it's my job (Baby) When they listen to the cops come then I'ma (Rock On!) I been havin' paper, I been havin' stacks The crowd screamin' loud in every city on the map Got the groupies goin crazy, they don't know how to act I bring em backstage and tell em baby just relax Rock Rock (Rock On!) Rock Rock (Rock On!) We gonna keep on rockin' n rollin' till the wheels fall off. Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Chamillitary Mayne! Young Money! We the new Red Hot Chili Peppers We on fire Sold out arenas Tearin' up tour busses You Know how we get down. HaHa Rock on, hol up, hol up, hol up Tryna get the Ozzy Osborne paper mayne I'ma throw a pool party Me and the playboy bunnies gonna be swimmin' in a pool of a paper like Scrooge McDuck. HaHa. You're invited. If you can swim. Rock on

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