[Hook]
Dodge the boys in blue, they know who we are
Getting money off blow, driving fancy cars
Like everywhere we go we're buying out the bar
(Who is we?)
We're f**ing rock stars
[Verse 1]
I wear many hats, I got hella sh** on my plate
I got a tight as schedule, I wanna get s**ual with this 8
Oster perpetual, 18 karat on my wrist
Everywhere I go I get patted down and frisked
Consistent with my script
My skrilla, my scratch, my dough
Corner boy rich, letting these s**ers know
Got hella things to do, hella moves to bust
Hella places to go
Got a lotta sh** going on, looking for a warehouse to grow
My tree, legally, to sell to the weed stoppers
You see my folks got a garden in Mendocino
I used to live for the moment, (what about now?) but now I live for the future
Record company owner (what's your position?) chief executive producer
Unit mover, credit cards and checks
(Who you on the phone with?)
On the phone with my realtor trying to buy a duplex
Heavy metal wheps, open up your chest
Armor piercing ammo, it'll go through the vest
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Generals, lieutenants and capos
Ghetto celebrities, buying NBA bottles
Hoes try to get pregnant by me, so they can hit the lotto
All I need was Me.I.P, in the mix like Serato
I don't want a model, I want some gutter puss
I don't like Mascato, give me some yurpple kush
My pimp partners think they slick me cracking me up all night
Stealing they hoes b**hes so, thinking this pimp gonna bite
I don't need no Armorall I'm already polished
Ya'll ain't seen what I saw, I got street knowledge
What is it b**h? There's game involved
When I was born I had to walk before I crawled
Went from pampers to drawers, briefs to boxers
The man of the house, growing up fatherless
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Rock star, everybody know me
Money and fame like David Bowie
Legend in the game, Thomas Dolby
Reminiscing names, Buddy Holly
Oh my golly, right now I'm drunk and sloppy
High like Willy Nelson, Dolly Parton me
Graduated from Rice University in 1990
Whats the real definition of rice family?
Coca leaf, hover rock, c**aine
Booger sugar, yola-mayne
The games the same, but the players change
Pimpin talking them thangs, telling, and dropping names
Too much s**er sh**, no enough real sh**
Who the f** is this trying to get in my bidness?
Hating cause I got ba** in the trunk of my f**ing car
Plucking like a guitar, b**h I'm a rock star
[Hook]