Rockstar

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Guap Tarantino - Rap

Rockstar

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[Intro] Bitch say Guap you a rockstar Bitch say Guap you a rockstar What? She did? Yeah [Chorus] Bitch say Guap you a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with my new car She done fell in love with a rockstar Draco on me look like a guitar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up She done fell in love with a rockstar Woo, woo, woo, woo She done fell in love with a rockstar Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up She done fell in love with a rockstar Woo, woo, woo, woo She done fell in love with a rockstar [Verse 1] Draco with a thirty like a guitar She done fell in love with my new car She done fell in love with my new car She done fell in love with my new arm She done fell in love with my new charm She done fell in love 'cause a nigga won Yeah, fat nigga shit Fat nigga tryna get rich Yeah, young nigga lick Straight out the muscle, I cannot forget Whip it like magic, I fuck up my wrist Then servin' them birdies right out of the six This shit like some fast food, can I take your order? Get in them bales and they come from the border Drink in the wells, don't get caught, I got water They say go hard so a nigga go harder, Guap [Chorus] Bitch say Guap you a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with my new car She done fell in love with a rockstar Draco on me look like a guitar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up She done fell in love with a rockstar Woo, woo, woo, woo She done fell in love with a rockstar Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up She done fell in love with a rockstar Woo, woo, woo, woo She done fell in love with a rockstar [Verse 2] Yeah that bitch bad and she givin' me dome I feel just like Hendrix, two cups styrofoam Man cook this shit up Quay, this shit can't go wrong I just wrapped it up and they already gone Girl you're annoying, bitch leave me alone I'm counting this money, stop calling my phone Why FBG with me, you can't go wrong Your old nigga money short, my money long I'll shoot shit up where the cops at Fat nigga, might bring the coupe out Future with me, this song got no drought Real killers is with me, might kidnap your spouse Whoa, I might go fuck on your couch I'm havin' them bricks and I send 'em down south Not fuckin' your bitch 'cause I just want the mouth [Chorus] Bitch say Guap you a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with my new car She done fell in love with a rockstar Draco on me look like a guitar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar She done fell in love with a rockstar Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up She done fell in love with a rockstar Woo, woo, woo, woo She done fell in love with a rockstar Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up She done fell in love with a rockstar Woo, woo, woo, woo She done fell in love with a rockstar

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  • Guap Tarantino