R. Kelly - Rockstar (Feat. Kid Rock & Ludacris) | Текст песни

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• Rockstar (Feat. Kid Rock & Ludacris)

Lights, sta-sta-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction
I'm like, lights, sta-sta-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction

I'm like: [Chorus] Hey, you's a rock star baby
Up in the buildin makin the club go crazy
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Throwin ass like that you must be a rock star baby

[Ludacris]
Imma strum your body, your body like a guitar string
Stuntin in Roberto Cavalli, mami, wit the dime frame
Hotter than tomales, ya probably should be my wild thing
Tell them other chicks mind they own business and let us do our thing
I gots to open you, open, strokin, now you're soakin wet
An' I'm not from Texas, but I hold em, rope em, and I yoke they neck
You gon make a playa choose
Show me what that thang'll do
Class is in session, let me sh-show you a thang or 2
I'll strip ya, I'll strip ya down to your bare minimums
And I'll, I'll lick ya, I'll lick ya down, you takste like cinnamon
And I'll grab a lil bit of that whipped cream
Then I'll put her on her back, get mean
Then I'll get her in the matrix, gotta like lace it
Basically make her scream, at the top of her lungs
Give her shortness of breath
How many times can you cum before I poke you to death
Someone call in the ref
Ludacris is tired of playin
In the middle of the stage with an ass like that you got everybody sayin

[Chorus]
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Up in the buildin makin the club go crazy
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Throwin ass like that you must be a rock star baby

[R. Kelly]
Hey, I'm a rock star baby
Fuckin with this weed and patrone got me hazy
Hey, I'm a rock star baby
So put em up if you's a rock star baby

Girl your booty's so swole, how you get them jeans around it?
Girl your booty's so swole, why you think I'm singin bout it?
Hit it hard from the back, then I got to sleep and dream about it
It's like that ass is crack the way you got me fiendin bout it
I'm tellin you now the way we fuck gon lead to childbirth
And rockin to this guitar's bout to have me crowd surfin
Kells'll put on a show up until the closed curtains
Then right after the show, backstage ass hurtin
Call me Scotty, cause girl I'm bout to beam up
Want to getcha, getcha comin up out the D cups
Strokin me hard, strokin me hard, why you got your legs up?
Makin ya sound, makin ya sound like you got the hiccups
Know what you want, cause I'm bout to give what you need
Up in my room you screamin "Hercules! Hercules!"
Man, get Kells and Luda on a track a hit is guaranteed
Everybody on they feet, this is what y'all shirts should read:

Hey, you's a rock star baby
Up in the buildin makin the club go crazy
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Throwin ass like that you must be a rock star baby
Say, I'm a rock star, baby
Fuckin with this weed and patrone got me hazy
Hey, I'm a rock star baby
So put em up if you's a rock star baby

[R. Kelly & Kid Rock]
I got my drink in my cup
I got my hands in the air
I'm bout to set this bitch off, like I'm a rock star, baby

We outta this club
Bout to hit the afterparty
All the ladies comin wit me, cause I'm a rock star, baby

So put your hands up (so put your hands up)
Everybody in the buildin
Come on, dance wit me if you's a rock star

Hey, you's a rock star baby
Up in the buildin makin the club go crazy
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Throwin ass like that you must be a rock star baby
Say, I'm a rock star, baby
Fuckin with this weed and patrone got me hazy
Hey, I'm a rock star baby
So put em up if you's a rock star baby

Lights, sta-sta-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction
I'm like, lights, sta-sta-stamina, action
I'm a

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