(lyrics are written by Matt J.) who you callin hot fo,
im a rockstar
uptown rockstar
flyer than the sky boy i live in a stock car,
i just let my-let my- talk
talk till it get lock jaw,
i love my inlaws
but im an outlaw
the father of my region,
just call me south paw
and all my head docters
make house calls,
and i ainttt talkin bout a house yall,
thats right we zurked out
now how u like it raw,
an i havent heard from turbulence
since the G-4,
ok, pop a cap,
ill pop 3 more.
million dollar mininum
whenever we tour.
Skippin rocks on the drums,
i play the guitar
you know who we are-
send a nigga to ER
i acta donkey, hee-harr,
our sneaks pure our shirts clean,
and i do what i wanna
like reeper,
hen i open up the n o im goin right back in my rockstar shoes- and my rockstar hat
and my rockstar jewles- and my rockstar sex
in uptown, so where my rokstars at?
waitttt--





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Thanks to (Jenn S.) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 23, 2008
Thanks to (matt jarrell) for correcting these lyrics. Mar 24, 2008

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