• Title:ROCKSTAR
  • Artist:DaBaby;Roddy Ricch
  • Album:BLAME IT ON BABY
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    作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr./Ross Joseph Portaro IV
    作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr./Ross Joseph Portaro IV
    Woo, woo
    I pull up, like
    How you pull up Baby? How you pull up? (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
    How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, woo)
    Seth in the kitchen (Seth in the kitchen)
    Let's go
    Brand new Lamborghini, **** a cop car
    Whip the pistol off my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Have you ever met a real ***** rockstar? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
    This ain't no guitar *****, this a Glock (Woo)
    My Glock told me, "The problem is gon' squee-squeeze" (Woo)
    Baby let me go the day you need me (Woo)
    *****, she hooked me on that **** and get to bussin'
    And if I ain't enough go get the chop
    it safe to say I earned it, ain't a ***** gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
    I'm ready to hop out on a *****, get to bussin'
    Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay"
    Don't make me push the button
    Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a ****in' bucket
    Goin' for buckets, I bought a choppa
    I got a big drum to hold a hunnid, goin' for nothin'
    I'm ready to air it out on all these *****s, I can see 'em runnin'
    Just talked to my momma
    She hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother
    I'm really the baby
    She know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let's go)
    She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
    She know what I do, she know before I run from a ***** I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom)
    PTSD, I'm always waking' up in cold sweats like I got the flu
    My daughter a G, she saw me kill a ***** in front of her before the age of two
    And I'll kill another ***** too
    Before I let another ***** do somethin' to you
    As long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different
    Daddy, love you (Yeah, yeah)
    *****, she hooked me on that **** and get to bussin' (Ooh, yeah)
    And if I ain't enough go get the chop (Yeah, yeah)
    Keep a Glock in when I ride in the Suburban
    'Cause the codeine got a young ***** swervin'
    I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
    And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
    Slide on app side and flipped the block back (Yeah, yeah)
    My junior popped him and left him lopsided (Yeah, yeah)
    We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
    You fooled me one Time, you can't cross me again
    Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind
    If he talkin' on the yard the pin dogs'll take his chin
    Maybach SUV for my refugees
    My block's in the hood, put my money in the streets
    I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station
    Had it on me, thirty-thousand, thought it was my last day
    But they ain't even wan't no smoke
    If I had to choose, then murder she wrote