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Young Chop - Rockstar Lyrics



Young Chop - Rockstar Lyrics
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[ Featuring Yung Tory ]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Hoe, I need some face
Got her so high, thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth, she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two

Hey, party like a rockstar
Live my life like a popstar
Bitch, I trap like a trapstar
Twenty K in my book box
All hundreds we don't do twenties
F*ck Xans we just do Perkies
Niggas say we keep them semi's with us
I'm eating good Benihana on my plate, nigga
Young nigga livin' life
I remember trapping outta granny's basement
No food on the table had to take shit
I'm recording this in some shit look like a spaceship

F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Hoe, I need some face
Got her so high, thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth, she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two

I feel like Ice T
(Why?)
'Cause I got a white hoe (A white bitch)
She suck me dry like it's lipo
We get drawn like the white folks
Percocet, I got weed, I got what you need
That's your man, he a fiend, he be smoking seeds
I don't get in between, she get on her knees
Give me top and I leave it's back to the cheese

F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Hoe, I need some face
Got her so high, thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth, she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Hoe, I need some face
Got her so high, thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth, she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two

Hey, party like a rockstar
Live my life like a popstar
Bitch, I trap like a trapstar
Twenty K in my book box
All hundreds we don't do twenties
F*ck Xans we just do Perkies
Niggas say we keep them semi's with us
I'm eating good Benihana on my plate, nigga
Young nigga livin' life
I remember trapping outta granny's basement
No food on the table had to take shit
I'm recording this in some shit look like a spaceship

F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Hoe, I need some face
Got her so high, thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth, she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two

I feel like Ice T
(Why?)
'Cause I got a white hoe (A white bitch)
She suck me dry like it's lipo
We get drawn like the white folks
Percocet, I got weed, I got what you need
That's your man, he a fiend, he be smoking seeds
I don't get in between, she get on her knees
Give me top and I leave it's back to the cheese

F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
F*ck it up, I f*ck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Hoe, I need some face
Got her so high, thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth, she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
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Writer: Tory Lester Zellars, Tyree Pittman
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Performed By: Young Chop
Featuring: Yung Tory
Length: 3:19
Written by: Tory Lester Zellars, Tyree Pittman

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