Rockstar
Hm hm
Ok
I fuck with it
(Yo)
You know
When i was lil kid
I wanted to be a rockstar
Yeh yeh yeh for real
Little boy, big dreams
I guess that's me
Hold on
(Yeah)
They know me as Jows
I'm doin' my shows
One day you got nothing
Then you on the top
Papa once said to me
That's how life goes
Stick to the god's plan
And you'll see
How the devil is not even close
I feel like i'm blessed
'Couse nowadays
I'm too cool for all of these hoes
Gettin' the money
I'm closing the deals
You wanna be a rockstar
I know how it feels
When i was broke
They laughed at me
Now that i'm up
They all on their knees
I'm not a rat
But i love my CHEESE
My music spreading
Like a disease
I give a fuck
'Bout a pair of tits
J$B keepin' it real
(Yeah)
They like
"Fuck Jows"
"He a fake"
"He ain't making it out of the hood"
Bla bla bla
You hoes gotta shut the fuck up
(For real)
I know you're mad
Because you wanna be me so bad
(HA HA)
But we all know
That shit won't happen
Bitch!
Hands up
Feel sturdy
Don't give a shit
Just move your body
Shitty boyz gang
My g's
(Much love)
We run s.l.p
Fo sho
We know
Bitch too wet
She drippin'
Jows too cold
He winnin'
Ma honey on their faces
They wanna taste it
They come to my basement
They be asking for Winnie
(Yeah)
Jow cash B
Boutta be
The key
For that pussy
Imma float in that ocean
Like a boat on the sea
Yellow as bee
Ridin' my submarine
(Yeah ah ah ah)
(Yellow as bee
Ridin' my submarine
Hm hm hm hm
Shout out to the gang)
Ok
I fuck with it
(Yo)
You know
When i was lil kid
I wanted to be a rockstar
Yeh yeh yeh for real
Little boy, big dreams
I guess that's me
Hold on
(Yeah)
They know me as Jows
I'm doin' my shows
One day you got nothing
Then you on the top
Papa once said to me
That's how life goes
Stick to the god's plan
And you'll see
How the devil is not even close
I feel like i'm blessed
'Couse nowadays
I'm too cool for all of these hoes
Gettin' the money
I'm closing the deals
You wanna be a rockstar
I know how it feels
When i was broke
They laughed at me
Now that i'm up
They all on their knees
I'm not a rat
But i love my CHEESE
My music spreading
Like a disease
I give a fuck
'Bout a pair of tits
J$B keepin' it real
(Yeah)
They like
"Fuck Jows"
"He a fake"
"He ain't making it out of the hood"
Bla bla bla
You hoes gotta shut the fuck up
(For real)
I know you're mad
Because you wanna be me so bad
(HA HA)
But we all know
That shit won't happen
Bitch!
Hands up
Feel sturdy
Don't give a shit
Just move your body
Shitty boyz gang
My g's
(Much love)
We run s.l.p
Fo sho
We know
Bitch too wet
She drippin'
Jows too cold
He winnin'
Ma honey on their faces
They wanna taste it
They come to my basement
They be asking for Winnie
(Yeah)
Jow cash B
Boutta be
The key
For that pussy
Imma float in that ocean
Like a boat on the sea
Yellow as bee
Ridin' my submarine
(Yeah ah ah ah)
(Yellow as bee
Ridin' my submarine
Hm hm hm hm
Shout out to the gang)
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