CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Rockstar
Woah
(Ronny J in this b*t*h)
Yeah, ooh
(Oh my God, Ronny)
Rockstar sh*t, told a b*t*h "Stop textin' me" (Yeah)
I just woke up with a new b*t*h layin' next to me (Huh? What?)
Heard you ain't swallowin' no nut, then you gotta leave (Leave)
Every car I got (Yeah) is a foreign, it don't got a key (Vroom)
Thirty naked b*t*hes in my house, they just run around (Yeah)
If I see an opp (Huh?) in my town, I'ma gun him down (Uh)
Hundred round drum (Bow) with a t**ty, it don't make a sound (Pow-pow-pow)
Brought some zaza, LA, on the PJ (Yeah), brought like thirty pounds (Brought like)
I got my shooter in the club, he 'bout to shoot it up (Brrt)
Everytime I'm booted up I need my double cup (Booted)
I just put a house on my neck, call up Elliot (Call)
I just left my b*t*h and got another blick (Huh?)
In the back of the Culli', I made her suck my d**k (Yeah)
Got my stick in a box, I ain't Roddy Ricch (Ayy)
I'm on Hollywood Boulevard smokin' on exotic (Yeah)
I love me a ghetto b*t*h that is super toxic (On God)
Only flyin' private (Yeah-yeah)
You know why? (Yeah), I'm banned from United (Huh?)
Uh, young rich n***a with no knowledge (Uh-huh)
If I see it, if I want it, I'ma cop it (Yeah-yeah)
Hop out the 'Claren to the Porsche (Woah, woah)
I just flew a b*t*h out to New York (Yeah)
F**k her hard (What?), until that pu**y sore (Ouch)
Chanel-nel bags (Brr), don't do no Michael Kors (No way)
Rockstar sh*t, told a b*t*h "Stop textin' me" (Yeah)
I just woke up with a new b*t*h layin' next to me (Huh? What?)
Heard you ain't swallowin' no nut, then you gotta leave (Leave)
Every car I got (Yeah) is a foreign, it don't got a key (Vroom)
Thirty naked b*t*hes in my house, they just run around (Yeah)
If I see an opp (Huh?) in my town, I'ma gun him down (Uh)
Hundred round drum (Bow) with a t**ty, it don't make a sound (Pow-pow-pow)
Brought some zaza, LA, on the PJ (Yeah), brought like thirty pounds (Brought like)
(Ronny J in this b*t*h)
Yeah, ooh
(Oh my God, Ronny)
Rockstar sh*t, told a b*t*h "Stop textin' me" (Yeah)
I just woke up with a new b*t*h layin' next to me (Huh? What?)
Heard you ain't swallowin' no nut, then you gotta leave (Leave)
Every car I got (Yeah) is a foreign, it don't got a key (Vroom)
Thirty naked b*t*hes in my house, they just run around (Yeah)
If I see an opp (Huh?) in my town, I'ma gun him down (Uh)
Hundred round drum (Bow) with a t**ty, it don't make a sound (Pow-pow-pow)
Brought some zaza, LA, on the PJ (Yeah), brought like thirty pounds (Brought like)
I got my shooter in the club, he 'bout to shoot it up (Brrt)
Everytime I'm booted up I need my double cup (Booted)
I just put a house on my neck, call up Elliot (Call)
I just left my b*t*h and got another blick (Huh?)
In the back of the Culli', I made her suck my d**k (Yeah)
Got my stick in a box, I ain't Roddy Ricch (Ayy)
I'm on Hollywood Boulevard smokin' on exotic (Yeah)
I love me a ghetto b*t*h that is super toxic (On God)
Only flyin' private (Yeah-yeah)
You know why? (Yeah), I'm banned from United (Huh?)
Uh, young rich n***a with no knowledge (Uh-huh)
If I see it, if I want it, I'ma cop it (Yeah-yeah)
Hop out the 'Claren to the Porsche (Woah, woah)
I just flew a b*t*h out to New York (Yeah)
F**k her hard (What?), until that pu**y sore (Ouch)
Chanel-nel bags (Brr), don't do no Michael Kors (No way)
Rockstar sh*t, told a b*t*h "Stop textin' me" (Yeah)
I just woke up with a new b*t*h layin' next to me (Huh? What?)
Heard you ain't swallowin' no nut, then you gotta leave (Leave)
Every car I got (Yeah) is a foreign, it don't got a key (Vroom)
Thirty naked b*t*hes in my house, they just run around (Yeah)
If I see an opp (Huh?) in my town, I'ma gun him down (Uh)
Hundred round drum (Bow) with a t**ty, it don't make a sound (Pow-pow-pow)
Brought some zaza, LA, on the PJ (Yeah), brought like thirty pounds (Brought like)
