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lirik lagu callon b & jamar rose - rockstar

[chorus: jamar rose]
yeah, b~tch, i’m feeling like a rockstar
pulled up in the lambo, but i left out in a cop car
pants down, d~mn, caught me f~cking on a pop star
give a f~ck about the spot, we pulling up and pop stars
and we might just pull your card like a hallmark
get that boy burnt from the toaster like a popfart
and we don’t play ’round, we spray rounds
if i slide, then i swing like a playground

[verse 1: lord death]
big lord death dropping buckets when it’s game time
’bout to headbang, dreads sw~ng, i got hang time
underworld gang, we the fam, i got mob ties
i could leave your body sketched in chalk like a outline
don’t got respect for no b~tches that’s run through
she said she love me, i told that b~tch f~ck you!
n~gga such a b~tch, i think that n~gga need a muzzle
call up j rose, he find the pieces to the puzzle

[verse 2: callon b]
long trench coat, big d~ck on the inside
dark shades any time of day ’cause i’m big blind
blown sh~t down, cat p~ss when the moon rise
we disturbed, now we see the world in a new light
woke up with a hangover, i’mma die a legend
p~ssy ass rappers sugar coat it, they be diabetic
man of science, put my hand to zion through these dianetics
p~rn stars and the foreign cars, that’s where i am headed, haha
ay, locksmith, dreads knock a b~tch in the moshpit
godsend, got it f~cked up ’cause i’m conscious
fear no man, no plan for the fallen
we get obnoxious, look what it cost him
yak puddles, pour one for my homie, i’m still breaking down my last bundle
elbows on my table, motherf~cker, this the last supper
five finger ring on me, b~tch, you feel these brass knuckles
know i keep that sting on me, hit you with this mad ruckus, ah
[chorus: jamar rose]
b~tch, i’m feeling like a rockstar
pulled up in the lambo, but i left out in a cop car
pants down, d~mn, caught me f~cking on a pop star
give a f~ck about the spot, we pulling up and pop stars
and we might just pull your card like a hallmark
get that boy burnt from the toaster like a popfart
and we don’t play ’round, we spray rounds
if i slide, then i swing like a playground

[verse 3: lime king]
ay, we f~ck it up
feeling like i’m scraggy ’cause i always keep it tucked
that boy tryna pressure me, i pull up with a pump
gat pack a punch, we ain’t tryna say what’s up
turn that boy to a zombie, how am i scared when he rocks abercrombie?
got a suppresser, not talking salome
but i guess it’s still a stick, b~tch
shot the bl!cky, got him zipping like a ripstick
ah, i’m a psycho
talking sh~t on twitter, now he saying it’s a typo
how you talking sh~t when your main b~tch is sucking my toe?
said he got a draco, that’s a geico
how you know my name and still wonder how i got the crown?
my reign undisputed, they be talking sh~t in proper nouns
when i’m on my block, i have not seen an op around
got that black mamba mentality, i ain’t gon’ put the chopper down, ahahaha, b~tch!
[chorus: jamar rose]
yeah, b~tch, i’m feeling like a rockstar
pulled up in the lambo, but i left out in a cop car
pants down, d~mn, caught me f~cking on a pop star
give a f~ck about the spot, we pulling up and pop stars
and we might just pull your card like a hallmark
get that boy burnt from the toaster like a popfart
and we don’t play ’round, we spray rounds
if i slide, then i swing like a playground

- lirik lagu callon b jamar rose

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