Sol Miranda - Rockstar

Yea
She telling me off (Yea!)
Bickering snickering belligerent thoughts
Yea she calling the law (Yea!)
Don't post them pictures on twitter you diligent dog
Now she poppin her top (Her top)
Putting the pedal to metal her engine is soft
So she calling it off (Calling it off!)
How you gon fuck with a nigga with feelings involved
Yea!
I'm calling her bluff
Your talk is just tough
No bark but a lot of the ruff
Hey
I'm dying to touch
I'm running my cup
So baby come swallow the nut
Hey
I'm hot to the touch
Sol rays from the sun
Make my skin dark like the fudge
(But!)
Keep away from my butt
You a freak that I love
Go and leave that shit on ya shelf
Woo!
NASCAR fast cars yea you know just how I been living
Mad far bad broads pick em up take a tab i be trippin
Strike fast Asgard take a hammer And get straight to swinging
Back blown go home I'll hit you up later for more of the dicking
NASCAR fast cars yea you know just how I been living
Mad far bad broads pick em up take a tab i be trippin
Strike fast Asgard take a hammer And get straight to swinging
Back blown go home I'll hit you up later for more of the dicking
With a lot of the licking
I am a dog yes you know my agenda
Take your clothes off put em right on the dressa
Put it in raw lift you up like you simba
Now I'm all in your mouth, great
How does it taste, grade A
Fire like mace, go, spray
I could hit it any time of the day, horay
I'm taking you down and then I'll say
Timba timba yea
Shimmy shimmy shimmy aye
Yea the way you moving got me feeling some type of way
We should make a movie let's get to reeling right away
Then go chill in a jacquizzi put some fluids in the bay
O
That's dirty as hell
Got slugs on my trail
Got shells like a snail
These shots they gon sail
I'm rocking the boat so I hope you can float or else they gon' put you in jail
Ha ha!
Im never gon fail too nice for that
You can send all my mail to the laundry mat
Running businesses just to launder that
And I might be fibbing just partially
But
NASCAR fast cars yea you know just how I been living
Mad far bad broads pick em up take a tab i be trippin
Strike fast Asgard take a hammer And get straight to swinging
Back blown go home I'll hit you up later for more of the dicking
NASCAR fast cars yea you know just how I been living
Mad far bad broads pick em up take a tab i be trippin
Strike fast Asgard take a hammer And get straight to swinging
Back blown go home I'll hit you up later for more of the dicking
Yea more of the dicking
Come out the crib yea you know we gon' kick it
Fertilizing your eggs fuck you right in the kitchen
Making a mess need a mop get the swisher
Rolling the green but it's not in a swisher
I only roll papers fuck carbon emission
Stuck in the past I'm completing a mission
To get both my parents in bed to make children
Hope you getting that reference or else I sound different
Ew
I cum on her face fuck the pill
Pill
I'm lying I bust in it for thrills
Thrills
Fuck a rubber I hit it for real
Real
I hate when my bitch wear her Filas
Need hand outs can't be ya dealer
Super nova in my palm like I'm chiller
Frieza my brother you know he gone kill ya
You know that Im having no chill (Chill)
My flow is so cold give you chills (Brr!)
Rolling all day like a reel (Reel)
Get clapped like a seal
I don't know what else to say so ima end it right here

Written by:
Peter Miranda

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