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DaBaby - ROCKSTAR (Live From The BET Awards/2020) ft. Roddy Ricch
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Shannon
David Shannon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Composer
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Composer
Austin Post
Austin Post
Composer
Olufunmibi Awoshiley
Olufunmibi Awoshiley
Composer
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Composer
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
Composer

Lyrics

I be fucking hoes and popping pillies Man I feel just like a rockstar All my brothers got that gas And they always be smoking like a Rasta Fucking with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go gra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow) Switch my whip, came back in black I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" Close the door we blowin' smoke She ask me light her fire like I'm Morrison Act a fool on stage Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car Shit was legendary, threw a TV Out the window of the Montage Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn Dude your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in Sayin', "I'm with the band" (hey, hey) Now she actin' outta pocket tryna grab up on my pants Hunnid bitches in my trailer sayin' they ain't got a man And they all brought a friend, yeah, ay I be fucking hoes and popping pillies Man I feel just like a rockstar All my brothers got that gas And they always be smoking like a Rasta Fucking with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go gra-ta-ta-ta I been in the Hills, fuckin' superstars Feelin' like a popstar Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool And they ain't got on no bra Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks An' now she screamin' out "No más" They like, "Savage, why you got a twelve car garage And you only got six cars?" I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? Your wifey say I'm looking like a whole snack Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks L.A. bitches always askin' where the coke at Livin' like a rockstar Smash out on a cop car Sweeter than a Pop-Tart You know you are not hard I done made the hot chart 'Member I used to trap hard Livin' like a rockstar Livin' like a rockstar I be fucking hoes and popping pillies Man I feel just like a rockstar All my brothers got that gas And they always be smoking like a Rasta Fucking with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go gra-ta-ta-ta Rockstar Rockstar Star Rockstar Just like a Rockstar You just like a
Writer(s): Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Jo Vaughn Virginie, Olufunmibi Awoshiley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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