Rock Star

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?" (Why?)
 'Cause like the throwback P. Diddy alias I'ma 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 rock star (lady)
 Like a rock star (lady)
 Ladies love it when your livin' like a rock star (baby, 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 (Chamili tary!)
 Got the groupies goin' crazy, they don't know how to act (and now, Mr. Young Money himself)
 (Lil Weezy! Baby!)
 I bring 'em backstage and tell 'em baby just relax
 Rock 'n Roll Fly
 B- behold I
 I am the sh-
 Hear the commode cry
 Hear the guitar scream'
 That Double R lean
 And if it's for me
 Then it's foreign
 I mean my cars, I mean my clothes
 I mean my -, I mean my flows
 You dress different round then me I'ma clean your nose
 Step into the line of fire hide the penal toes
 Compared to big foot, you just twinkle toes
 I get your girlfriend wet like wrinkled clothes
 Rock star like, money, drugs, freaky -
 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 -
 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, 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'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 (why?)
 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 amphitheater
 We packin' stadiums, ladies come in I'll introduce ya
 It's too packed to maneuver, crowd look like Lollapalooza
 We outshinin' the losers (hey), know I ride with the Ruger (hey)
 You know I'ma producer, weapon upside ya medulla (hey)
 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, baby)
 Catch me gettin' into trouble like it's my job (baby)
 When they listen to the cops come, then I'ma (rock on!)
 Rock, rock (rock on!)
 Rock, rock (rock on!)
 We gonna keep on rockin' 'n rollin' until the wheels fall off (rock, rock) (rock on!)
 Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Rock, rock) (rock on!)
 Chamillitary Mayne! (Rock, rock) (rock on!)
 Young Money! (Rock, rock) (rock on!)
 We the new Red Hot Chili Peppers (rock, rock) (rock on!)
 We on fire (rock, rock) (rock on!)
 Sold out arenas (rock, rock) (rock on!)
 Tearin' up tour busses (rock, rock) (rock on!)
 You know how we get down, haha (rock, rock) (rock on!)
 Rock on (rock, rock) (rock on!)
 Hol' up (rock on!) (Hey!)
 Hol' up (rock on!) (Hey!)
 Hol' up (rock on!) (Hey!)
 Tryna get the Ozzy Osborne paper man
 I'ma throw a pool party
 Me and the playboy bunnies gonna be swimmin' in a pool
 Of a paper like Scrooge McDuck
 You're invited, if you can swim
 Rock on