Punkstar
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking punk star
I don't even know how I got up in this cop car
Thousand on a bag
Thousand on the pants
You just wanna talk
But I just wanna dance
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking rock star
I just spoke to moms and she thinks that imma go far
Show after show
Drug after drug
I don't got long
So imma live it up
Lately I been feeling like a motherfucking rock star
Every night I wake up in a motherfucking cop car
No Id, Nose full of blow
Black out again then it's hoe after hoe yeah
Fuck me (Fuck me)
In the backroom (Back room)
She don't know my name but she singing all my rap songs
Fuck me (Fuck me)
Yeah, no love (No love)
Everybody tell me I'm a legend (Duh)
Pocket full of blue face, don't know how I got it
Then I blow it all quick, I don't really care about it
I just wanna live life, make money, have fun
I ain't listening to you, I don't really give a fuck yeah
Rip my shirt
And pull my hair
They hate on me
But I don't care yeah
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking punk star
I don't even know how I got up in this cop car
Thousand on a bag
Thousand on the pants
You just wanna talk
But I just wanna dance
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking rock star
I just spoke to moms and she thinks that imma go far
Show after show
Drug after drug
I don't got long
So imma live it up
I hope that you are so jealous of me
'Cuz you ripped out my heart when you curved me
Now you see me singing on the tv
Feeling like Avril Lavigne in 03'
I hope that you are so jealous of me
'Cuz you ripped out my heart when you curved me
Now you see me singing on the tv
Feeling like Avril Lavigne in 03'
Knock Knock
It's the motherfucking Loverboys
Yeah, we rumble walls we don't give fuck 'bout the noise
Got these pretty bitches rubbing titties and clapping ass
I'm wit yo hoe snorting coke after class
Yeah, I'm skipping first hour chemistry
'Cuz I'm mixing Percocet's and ecstasy
And I know that you remember me
I'm your Sk8r boy rocking up MTV
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking punk star
I don't even know how I got up in this cop car
Thousand on a bag
Thousand on the pants
You just wanna talk
But I just wanna dance
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking rock star
I just spoke to moms and she thinks that imma go far
Show after show
Drug after drug
I don't got long
So imma live it up
I don't even know how I got up in this cop car
Thousand on a bag
Thousand on the pants
You just wanna talk
But I just wanna dance
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking rock star
I just spoke to moms and she thinks that imma go far
Show after show
Drug after drug
I don't got long
So imma live it up
Lately I been feeling like a motherfucking rock star
Every night I wake up in a motherfucking cop car
No Id, Nose full of blow
Black out again then it's hoe after hoe yeah
Fuck me (Fuck me)
In the backroom (Back room)
She don't know my name but she singing all my rap songs
Fuck me (Fuck me)
Yeah, no love (No love)
Everybody tell me I'm a legend (Duh)
Pocket full of blue face, don't know how I got it
Then I blow it all quick, I don't really care about it
I just wanna live life, make money, have fun
I ain't listening to you, I don't really give a fuck yeah
Rip my shirt
And pull my hair
They hate on me
But I don't care yeah
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking punk star
I don't even know how I got up in this cop car
Thousand on a bag
Thousand on the pants
You just wanna talk
But I just wanna dance
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking rock star
I just spoke to moms and she thinks that imma go far
Show after show
Drug after drug
I don't got long
So imma live it up
I hope that you are so jealous of me
'Cuz you ripped out my heart when you curved me
Now you see me singing on the tv
Feeling like Avril Lavigne in 03'
I hope that you are so jealous of me
'Cuz you ripped out my heart when you curved me
Now you see me singing on the tv
Feeling like Avril Lavigne in 03'
Knock Knock
It's the motherfucking Loverboys
Yeah, we rumble walls we don't give fuck 'bout the noise
Got these pretty bitches rubbing titties and clapping ass
I'm wit yo hoe snorting coke after class
Yeah, I'm skipping first hour chemistry
'Cuz I'm mixing Percocet's and ecstasy
And I know that you remember me
I'm your Sk8r boy rocking up MTV
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking punk star
I don't even know how I got up in this cop car
Thousand on a bag
Thousand on the pants
You just wanna talk
But I just wanna dance
Lately, I been feeling like a motherfucking rock star
I just spoke to moms and she thinks that imma go far
Show after show
Drug after drug
I don't got long
So imma live it up
Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Alvarez
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