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Post Malone – Rockstar (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Post Malone]
Hahahahaha
Tank God
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Post Malone]
I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta (-sta)
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, name them the shottas (-tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
Switch my whip, came back in black
I’m startin’ sayin’, “Rest in peace to Bon Scott” (Scott, ayy)
Close that door, we blowin’ smoke
She ask me light a fire like I’m Morrison (-son, ayy)
Act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin’ show in a cop car (car, ayy)
Shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin’, don’t give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin’, “I’m with the band” (ayy, ayy)
Now she actin’ outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend (yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Post Malone]
I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta (-sta)
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, name them the shottas (-tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, pow, pow, pow)

[Verse 2: T-Pain]
Oh shit, hey
I just did like twenty shots and now I’m standin’ on top of a cop car
Hey, she been givin’ me head for twenty minutes, man, this bitch gotta have lockjaw
Ain’t no retirin’, bitch I’m firin’ out the car, let the Glock off
Hey, and it’s a job, take the car to the karate shop and chop that bitch like water
Man my shit been going back-to-back, grrra-ta-ta-ta, just like a choppa
Police pull up behind me, ain’t no time to go and hide it, throw the rock far
Valuable, for twenty minutes, oh man, my shit is ’bout as swole as a gold bond
I got plenty more, prolly fifty more, but this is what we did so far-ar-ar

[Chorus: Post Malone, T-Pain & Joey Bada$$]
I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
(Ah-ahah-ahah)
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy, woo)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta (-sta, yeah, hey)
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, name them the shottas (-tas, badman)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (yeah, ta, pow, pow, pow)

[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
This that amethyst, rockstar-life, might not make it
Drop gems ’til I shine bright, just be patient
Two girls in my hotel bathroom naked
That’s the type of thrill that I like, don’t waste it
My cup filled with no chaser, I’m wasted
Mixin’ weed with the Henny, got me cross-faded
Like, “Sorry, no interviews, y’all caught in the Matrix”
Checkin’ for statements, life is what you make it
I’m never on vacation ’cause there’s no days off
All the hard work, dedication, know it all pays off
I been gettin’ no sleep, I been workin’ graveyard shifts
I’m a Braveheart, shit, they call me the Sergeant
The general, my squadron, the Pro Era army
Droppin’ bombs, this is just the calm before the storm, see
They can never harm me, my brother catch a homi
T-Pain, Post Malone, Joey Bad, this is godly
Huh, hahaha

[Chorus: Post Malone]
I’ve been fuckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a Rasta (-sta)
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, name them the shottas (-tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, pow, pow, pow)

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Aaron Rose – The Shift (feat. Dirty Sanchez) (Elixir Album)

[Verse 1: Dirty Sanchez]
This got my chakras going crazy, maintain balance
Or we can get lifted off the purp like Aladdin
On the rug burning on hail mary, flip stars upside-down
I’m Satanic but I’m hell-bound
I’m from the real city of sin since New Yuck City built
Split ends like kids from Chinchoti
If you eatin’ in front of me, I’ma eat too
Give me sick army fatigue so you can’t see me
Still always on the move, it’s PE so you know the drill
Screws loose and I didn’t finish school
That’s for dropouts, tracks dropping like rain when you feeling the drought
And your umbrella won’t make it through
So if they actin’ like they real that don’t make it true
Make your move, you confused when you acting that you fucking with the few
Yo, understand who it is, it’s PE to you
Top dog, niggas can’t cook what I’m cooking in stools

[Hook: Aaron Rose]
This that shit that make your bones split
Cause a shift, so shit, your dome is now flipped
What up nigga? Where you from?
Everywhere that we at we number one
This that shit that make your bones split
Cause a shift, so shit, your dome is now flipped
What up nigga? Where you from?
Everywhere that we at we number one

[Verse 2: Aaron Rose]
They tryna swerve in my lane, I’m revving engines on the interstate
Finna renovate, ’cause I demonstrate the [?]
I generate dinner plates when I kill a fake
Disintegrate, break down what I illustrate
Swank called Da Vinci, I been chi
Indian hat, sweater [?] like Benfleet
Talking about war? I get nuclear
Genocide rhymes, a nigga nuking y’all
Stay with the green like cabbage
I inflict damage equivalent to 9/11
Minus five, minus four, four-seven
No tellin’ what we doing next
Just know when we do it, we do it best
Swank on Chuck Norris, a nigga never run
Flow outer space, on [?] on Nebulon
Serving reptilian hors d’oeuvres on [?]
The beast will feast as the wind blows east
Putty on the rest, invest in some sheets
‘Til your death, glad your last memory is me
Remember my face, my skill, and my fucking swank
Arsenal fully loaded, Pro Era tanks

[Hook: Aaron Rose]
This that shit that make your bones split
Cause a shift, so shit, your dome is now flipped
What up nigga? Where you from?
Everywhere that we at we number one
This that shit that make your bones split
Cause a shift, so shit, your dome is now flipped
What up nigga? Where you from?
Everywhere that we at we number one

[Outro: Aaron Rose]
Everywhere that we out we number one
Everywhere that we out we number one
We number one