Konoba — Rockstar

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I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta
Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black

I’m startin’ sayin’, «Rest in peace to Bon Scott»
close that door, we blowin’ smoke
She ask me light a fire like I’m Morrison
Ayy, act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin’ show in a cop car
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»
now she actin’ outta pocket
Tryna grab up from my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend
Yeah,
I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta