Fatman Productions
Yah, yah, yah, yah...Fuck it up, I fuck it up, I do (Yah, yah)
Run it up, I run it up, I do (Yah, yah)
Fuck it up, I fuck it up, I do
(Fuck it up I do)
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Ho, I need some face
Got her so high thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth; she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Hey, party like a rockstar
Live my life like a popstar
Bitch, I trap like a trapstar
$20K in my bookbag
All hundreds, we don't do twenties
Fuck Xans, we just do Perc'ies
Niggas see we keep them semis with us
I'm eating good, Benihana on my plate, nigga
Yeah, a nigga livin' life
I remember trapping out of granny's basement
No food on the table, had to take shit
I'm recording this in some shit that look like a spaceship
Fuck it up, I fuck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Fuck it up, I fuck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Ho, I need some face
Got her so high thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth; she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need twoI feel like Ice-T
(Ice-T...) Why?
'Cause I got a white ho
(A white bitch)
She suck me dry like it's lipo
We get drawn like the white folks
Percocet, I got weed, I got what you need
That's your man, he a fiend, he be smoking seeds
I don't get in between, she get on her knees
Give me top, and I leave, it's back to the cheeseFuck it up, I fuck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Fuck it up, I fuck it up, I do
Run it up, I run it up, I do
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, bitch, I need my room
Bitch, I need my space
Ho, I need some face
Got her so high thought she was laced
Tory in her mouth; she love the taste
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
Rockstar shit, don't need one, I need two
