Rock Stars

Lyrics

[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 fucking rock stars 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 (What is we?) We're fucking rock stars [Verse 1: E-40] I wear many hats, I got hella shit on my plate I got a tight as schedule, I wanna get sexual with this 8 Oster perpetual, 18 karat on my wrist Everywhere I go I get patted down and frisked I'm consistent with my script My skrilla, my scratch, my dough Corner boy rich, letting these suckers know Got hella things to do, hella moves to bust, hella places to go Got a lotta shit 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] 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 fucking rock stars 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 (What is we?) We're fucking rock stars [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 bitches so, thinking this pimp gonna bite I don't need no Armorall I'm already polished Y'all ain't seen what I saw, I got street knowledge What is it bitch? 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] 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 fucking rock stars 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 (What is we?) We're fucking rock stars [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 Willie Nelson, Dolly Parton me Graduated from Rice University in 1990 What's the real definition of rice family? Coca leaf, hover rock, cocaine Booger sugar, yola-mayne The game's the same, but the players change Pimpin' talking them thangs, telling, and dropping names Too much sucker shit, no enough real shit Who the fuck is this tryna get in my bidness? Hating 'cause I got bass in the trunk of my fucking car Pluck it like a guitar, bitch I'm a rock star [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 fucking rock stars 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 (What is we?) We're fucking rock stars