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lirik lagu rockstar (ultimate remix) [unofficial] - eyalthehamud

[intro 1: nicky jam, ozuna, post malone & 21 savage]
ey, yao’
nicky jam
ozuna (ozuna)
post malone
hahahahaha
trapstar
(tank god)

[intro 2: nicki minaj]
tunechi
barbie
young money

[chorus 1: post malone]
i’ve been f~ckin’ 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 (‘sta)
f~ckin’ with me, call up on a uzi
and show up, man, them the shottas (‘tas)
when my homies pull up on your block
they make that thing go grra~ta~ta~ta (ta, pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy)

[verse 1: post malone]
switch my whip, came back in black
i’m startin’ sayin’, “rest in peace to bon scott” (scott, ayy)
close that door, we blowin’ smoke
she ask me light a fire like i’m morrison (‘son, ayy)
act a fool on stage
prolly leave my f~ckin’ show in a cop car (car, ayy)
sh~t was legendary
threw a tv out the window of the montage
cocaine on the table, liquor pourin’, don’t give a d~mn
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 b~tches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
and they all brought a friend (yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[chorus 2: nicky jam]
hago lo que quiera
compro lo que quiera porque soy un rockstar
voy pa’l avión privado
en el ferrari, en el tablero “180” (180)
voy de camino a suiza
pa’ lanzar mi propio hublot a la venta
y voy llamando al russo
porque quiero gastarme un millón en prenda’

[verse 2: nicky jam & post malone]
una panamera, un f12 frente a casa (wuh)
gucci, ferragamo, compro todo plaza (ajá)
rhino pa’ los corta’, ratas que te cazan
miles de hipócrita’ que vienen y te abrazan
yeh, yeh, vivo la vida como un rey (rra)
kilos de música de medellín a monterrey (rey)
siempre cruzando todos los límites de la ley (ley)
mi movie siempre está en play, yey (play, yey)
vivo la vida como un rockstar
los que tiraron ya no existen, obvio no están
tengo brujas que con los palos te acuestan
con peine doble llenos que se manifiestan (wuh)
dicen que el dinero el alma me consume
yo sigo celebrando en un jet por las nubes
nadie me las daba cuando abajo solo estuve
ahora la cuenta nunca declina, siempre sube
siempre sube (ayy), siempre sube, siempre (wuh)
[chorus 3: nicki minaj]
yo, i been smokin’ gas, k!llin’ b~tches
man, i feel just like a gang~star (ayy, ayy, ayy)
cover up my face like a ninja
in this alexander w~ng scarf (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i’ma drop a bag, they gon’ pull up
and then they gon’ let them things off (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i ain’t switchin’ up my hairstyle
but my n~ggas let it bang off

[verse 3: nicki minaj]
percocets and addies, lookin’ for a f~ck i could give
all these hatin’ b~tches plottin’, why they can’t let me live?
me and weezy in liv (ayy, ayy)
when my album drop these b~tches is gon’ cry in the car
all your yes~men out here lyin’, had you dyin’ to spar
you was tryin’ too hard (mm)
i’m out here livin’ though, i am out here livin’ though
me and tunechi winnin’ though
slimes out here twinnin’ though
i am on my pivot though, i am just so pivotal
bands, i go get it though, weezy on his pedestal
a lot of gang sh~t, a whole lot of gang sh~t
all these plaques is pilin’ up, it’s nowhere to hang sh~t
these b~tches p~ssy though
pushed them out my p~ssy though
n~ggas want my cookie though
’cause it taste like cookie dough
smoke, i got a free pack; flow sick, get a z~pak
n~ggas don’t mean my race when they say “she blacked”
i am the queen (facts), i’m everything she lacks
b~tch get on your kneecap, i don’t mean c. kaep’
i’ll get you checked, p~ssy; i’ll get you a free pap
you b~tches don’t ball out, you get your qb sacked
i’m obj, hoes; break records like ankles
i’ve been that b~tch since ice cream with the sprinkles
[segue: nicki minaj & lil wayne]
tell ’em carry on, they gon’ miss me when i’m gone
i’m gone (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 4: 21 savage & post malone]
i’ve been in the hills f~ckin’ superstars
feelin’ like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
drankin’ henny, bad b~tches 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, 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. b~tches 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)

[verse 5: ozuna]
‘tá bien, ustedes son los que más tienen
vamos pa’ los números y verán que son mis nenes
lo que yo me compro no es pa’ frontearle’ a ustedes
es pa’ yo llevarme a su mujer en la mercedes
maybach, g wagon, la llevo al privado
30 mil de altura, de camino a colorado
le regalo un ap en oro rosado
me dice que le gusta en el avión si se lo hago
pregúntale a tu patrón que sabe lo que haremo’
en p.r. calentón, en r.d. reclamón y conectao’ en el bronx, eh, eh
pregúntale a tu patrón que sabe lo que haremo’
en p.r. calentón, en r.d. reclamón y conectao’ en el bronx, eh, eh
yo soy una estrella, to’as las babys a mí me quieren, me reclaman
200 el richard miller, pero más cabrón que la casa está salda
yo no tengo enemigo’, tampoco amigo’, a to’ los trato por igual
que canto pa’ las babys no significa que no te la puedas buscar

[chorus 4: lil wayne]
i just f~cked like five hoes in my mansion
got ’em feelin’ like they five star, yeah
your hoes throwin’ fits, my b~tches patient
man, i feel just like a doctor, yeah
pop some x with my exotic dancer
she start cryin’ and said her job hard, yeah
switch her whip out, put her in a mercedes
now she screamin’ rest in peace to honda

[verse 6: lil wayne]
cocaine on her navel, l!ck it so my tongue can go ham
put my face up in her p~ssy and my thumb in her ass
make her do the jumpman, ayy
i put her face down in the pillow, ’bout to smother her ass
a fly yellow bone to me, i told her to come get a tan
now she b~tter pecan
oh, i got a draco in the sofa, an eggo in the toaster
a cradle in the chocha, the yayo doing yoga
and i wake up, smell the folgers, i don’t know how i woke up
’cause i was in a coma, but now i’m in the moment
wearing high socks on the front porch
two cups with the mud flowin’
the plug ain’t charge me nothin’ for it
i cried tears of f~ckin’ joy
lvs on my luggage, boy
don’t ask me where i’m f~ckin’ goin’
i pull up with my skaters
make ’em beat you with their f~ckin’ boards
sharp shooters like pool sharks
shoot you down in the walmart
shoot you down in the parkin’ lot
shoot you down in the food court
hit your crib in the steamboat
then disappear on the speedboat
act a jackass like steve~o
then disappear like neo
leave a red flag on your screen door
leave a red flag around your queen’s throat
leave a blood stain on your mink floor
like a red stain on clean snow
that money gang, 500 gang on that money train
and we walkin’ around with bl~~dy fangs
playin’ hunger games; mmm~yummy, man
and we storm the block, lightning and thunder came
when my youngest came, that’s your mother’s name
hit the address, knockin’ down picture frames and other things
throwin’ up eastside like stomach pains
sugarcane get took to spain, a kilo fell and it shook the plane
a n~gga screamed, the hoes wouldn’t complain
i brought the ak with the knife, so the butcher came
and the nina came, and her sister came
and what’s her name, it’ll go buka bang
you don’t even know where to put the blame, that’s cold

[chorus 1: post malone & 21 savage]
i’ve been f~ckin’ 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 (‘sta, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
f~ckin’ with me, call up on a uzi
and show up, man, them the shottas (‘tas)
when my homies pull up on your block
they make that thing go grra~ta~ta~ta (ta)

[outro: lil wayne]
switch her whip out put her in a mercedes
now she screamin’ rest in peace to mazda
put her ass up in a dumb mercedes
now she screamin’ rest in peace to smart car
switch her, put her in mercedes
now she screamin’ rest in peace to kia
switch her whip out put her in a mercedes
now she screamin’ rest in peace to uber
that’s some sick sh~t

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