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eddie bars – rockstar lyrics

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shhhh
i guess it’s morning time now
never forget
yeah, ay

i been doing everything i wanted, i don’t give a f-ck (give a f-ck)
if you feel how i feel, put them motherf-cking fingers up (fingers up, fingers up now)
i been doing everything i wanted, i don’t give a f-ck (give a f-ck nah)
if you feel how i feel, put them motherf-cking fingers up

i been running through them bands
got my b-tch looking mad
i’m in the whip, hit the dash
b-tch i don’t give a d-mn (no, no)
i want them bands (i want them motherf-cking bands b-tch)
you can hit the f-cking curb if you want (srkk, srkk)
you ain’t gotta f-cking ride, i’ll drive
do that sh-t with no hands (no hands, no hands, no hands)
shout out the fam (the fam, the fam, the fam yeah)
you can catch me f-cking rolling wit that dope
smoking only on that loud, you smoke dro (dro)
f-cking on these hoes got me feeling like hoe (hoe)
we ain’t got no wood bj throw it in the bowl (in the bowl, yeah)

f-cking n—— baby mamas, getting commas (whoa)
f-cking n—— baby mamas, getting commas (yeah)
f-cking n—— baby mamas, getting commas (commas)
f-cking n—— baby mamas, getting commas (yeah)

getting all these commas, they can’t f-cking stand us
running through these bands, it’s bananas
good codiene and alcohol, eddie going hammer
throwing all these bands on these b-tches, going broke now
she used to be you wife, she getting choked now (now)
she gone probably need a new throat now, yeah
i’m a dog, i’m a (yeah)
i’m a dog, i’m a (yeah)
i’m a dog, i’m a (aye)
they should probably put me on a leash yeah (yeah)
my ex b-tch blow me up everyday (everyday)
i think that, that little b-tch crazy (that b-tch crazy)

she swear i’m looking like a whole meal
that p-ssy and that cooking good, i’ll pay ya bills
the way i f-ck her, she can’t keep her lips sealed
that’s foreal, now her friends trying to cop feels
love my money, but she hate i’m in the field (field)
praying (praying), jesus take the wheel (lord please)
yeah, b-tch i’m a see a mill’ (yup)
running sh-t (running), when i’m at a stand still (yup)
got old bands still, got old hoes still
living for the thrill, know i’m headed for the hills
(yeah)
that’s the only place we going (going)
to the top, it don’t stop, it don’t stop (no)

b-tch it’s two in the morning
i’m still recording and i’m yawning
i roll it and then i smoke it, man i don’t give d-mn (no)
bands in my hands (dough)
that’s the only thing i dream
bout the cream, smoking green with the team
i’m a fiend for the cheese yeah (yeah)
i’m a fiend for the cheese (cheese)
i’m a fiend for the cheese (geesh)

whoa ou whoa
whoa ou whoa
whoa, whoa, whoa (yeah)

b-tch i feel just like a rockstar (yeah)
star
b-tch i feel just like a rockstar (yeah)
star
b-tch i feel just like a rockstar (yeah)
star