Rockstar (NUmix)

Ayy, I've been fuckin' 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
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 (pow, pow, pow)

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"
Ayy, now she actin' outta pocket
Tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man, no
They all brought a friend

Ayy, I've been fuckin' 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
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

Sona ho ve chandi mainu changa lag da
Paisa de pichay dora te phir main nai takh da
Rajputa dai hai khoon, saade seenay baj da
Zindagi da maza saanu avain sangh da

Sona ho ve chandi mainu changa lag da
Paisa de pichay dora te phir main nai takh da
Rajputa dai hai khoon, saade seenay baj da
Zindagi da maza saanu avain sangh da

B-b-badshah de virga
Saanu kaindey rockstar
Sherran de puttar sher
Rajan, raniye da baap
Bhang suba shaam
Daru-daru saari raat
Badala day pirhan
Nah koi fikar, na jawab

B-b-badshah de virga
Saanu kaindey rockstar
Sherran de puttar sher
Rajan, raniye da baap
Bhang suba shaam
Daru-daru saari raat
Badala day pirhan
Nah koi fikar, na jawab

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, 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 (pow, pow, pow)