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t5 - rockstar lyrics

intro
i told me n-ggas whats up you know
told them n-ggas, you gotta use your mind bro

verse 1
i wanna run it up for me and my dogs them
use them b-tches yeah we f-ck them then discard them
yeah we don’t give a f-ck we don’t regard them
smoke marijuana then we get high
thirty thousand dollars on my f-ckin’ wrist
if the lights go i keep the show lit
godd-mn can a n-gga f-ckin’ live
i show my n-ggas that we rich
ain’t no motherf-ckin’ snitches in my clique
ain’t no trifling’ -ss hoes in my circle
im geeked up of the motherf-ckin’ drank
and i be slurring’ but my n-ggas know the words though

chorus
showed my n-ggas that we rich with this lifestyle we live
kick it like a pimp motherf-cker we the sh-t
walkin’ with a limp cuz this 40 on my hip
walkin’ like a pimp godd-mn it man we rich
see this lifestyle we live
walkin’ like a pimp
walkin’ with a limp cuz this 40 on my hip
livin’ like a gangsta
livin’ like a rockstar

verse 2
ain’t no hoe made n-ggas in my circle
im geeked up off the motherf-ckin’ purple
im leanin’ in that motherf-ckin’ deuce deuce
whippin’ in the coupe
through the city n-ggas throwing money through the roof
thats the sound of the camero comin’ though
im too high, yeah check the view
vvss on my pinky ring
make your b-tch change her mood, yeah

verse 3
what we doin’
is we flexin’ or what?
my n-gga broght a lot of cash and we turnin’ it up
lot of water round my neck stupid b-tch get a cup
i see your b-tch wanna c-m
lookin’ like she wanna f-ck
hold up, slow down shawty
first we gotta get this paper then later we play
im the water boy baby bobby boucher
pour the four in the eight
double d’usse

- t5 lyrics

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