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Yep I'm a handsome, lonesome, fucked up Mohican Singin' on, so gimme some, gimme some more My girlfriend is an Alien Oblivion is not an option I'm gonna lead, gonna lead my motherfuckin' flocks to the drums And increase my incomes I'm gonna kick my motherfuckin' business chums I do the dance, they do the sums I want an ass to go, cash to flow, crash todo Ass to go, coke to blow, slash follow Ass to go, cash to flow, crash todo Make a room-room, make a, make a room Yo, I can run that ass to the ground 'cause I'm a rocksta Well, I can smoke that grass all around ('cause I'm a rocksta) Yep I'm a handsome, lonesome, fucked up Mohican Singin' on, so gimme some, gimme some more My girlfriend is an Alien Oblivion is not an option I'm gonna lead, gonna lead my motherfuckin' flocks to the drums And increase my incomes I'm gonna kick my motherfuckin' business chums I do the dance, they do the sums Yo, I can run that ass to the ground 'cause I'm a rocksta Well, I can smoke that grass all around ('cause I'm a rocksta) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yes ma'am Hear my echoes in the hall of fame I'm gonna let the people all sing the same Puff up the bigger, fucked up the better Proper props for the pop propaganda Light up my face with your phone again See me rocking shades at the press event Climbing up the ladders, we make it like it matters You better bend over buddy, we making room for the feathers Shoot that fucking paparazzi like a soccer player Sorry, I lose any form of empathy with these fuckers KillARock Star You can find me in the strip club, by the bar (Killa) Puff up the bigger, fucked up the better Proper props for the pop propaganda You better hide your girl when I get in town I'm the type to fuck around right after my round Shoot that fucking paparazzi like a soccer player Sorry, I lose any form of empathy with these fuckers My brain is messed up, just a little screwed up Let me show you pure dissatisfaction 'Cause I'm rocksta, gangsta, musical lobsta Shaking up cellulite (cash to flow!) Cock sucker, autotune, sissi Rapping like a little girl crying to her barbie Drive slow when we see a nice ass (shake it) Girl, bring your friends, we got stacks on deck Je suis méchant, I don't give a damn Fornication then I vanish like Batman, Batman I want an ass to go, cash to flow, crash todo Ass to go, coke to blow I want an ass to go, cash to flow, crash todo Ass to go, coke to blow, slash follow Ass to go, cash to flow, crash todo Make a room-room, make a, make a room Yo, I can run that ass to the ground 'cause I'm a rocksta Well, I can smoke that grass all around 'cause I'm a rocksta Yep I'm a handsome, lonesome, fucked up Mohican Singin' on, so gimme some, gimme some more My girlfriend is an Alien Oblivion is not an option I'm gonna lead, gonna lead my motherfuckin' flocks to the drums And increase my incomes I'm gonna kick my motherfuckin' business chums I do the dance, they do the sums Don't you wanna yummy-love-me-honey Don't you wanna yummy-love-me Don't you wanna yummy-love-me-honey Don't you wanna yummy-love-me Yo, I can run that ass to the ground 'cause I'm a rocksta Yeah, that's me I'm a rocksta, you get it? Well, I can smoke that grass all around 'cause I'm a rocksta Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. yeah Yes I'm a rocksta, I don't know what you are Yes I'm a rocksta, I don't know what you are Yes I'm a rocksta, I don't know what you are Yes I'm a rocksta, I don't know what you are Yes I'm a rocksta, I don't know what you are Yes I'm a rocksta
Writer(s): Francois Charon, Marcus D. Gourdot, Florim Torre, Deborah Ann Dyer, Sofia Achoun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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