R. Kelly, Kid Rock and Ludacris - Rock Star

Lights, st-st-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction
I'm like lights, st-st-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction

I'm like, 'Hey, you's a rock star baby'
Up in the buildin' makin' the club go crazy
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Thowin' ass like that you must be a rock star baby

I'm a strum ya body, ya body like a guitar string
Stuntin' in Roberto Cavalli, mami with the dime frame
Hotter than tamales you probably should be my wild thing
Tell them other chicks mind they own business
An' let us do our own thing

I got to open ya, open strokin' now ya soakin' wet
An' I'm not from Texas but I hold 'em, rope 'em an' I yoke they neck
You gon' make a playa choose, show me what that thing'll do
Class is in session, let me sh-show you a thing or two

I'll strip ya, I'll strip ya down to your bare minimums
And I'll, I'll lick ya, I'll lick ya down, you taste like cinnamon
And I'll grab a little bit of that whip cream
Then I'll put her on her back, get mean
Then I'll get her in the matrix, kinda like Lasik
Basically make her scream

At the top of her lungs, give her a shortness of breath
How many times can you shit before I fuck ya to death'
Some would call in the ref, Ludacris is tired of playin'
In the middle of the stage with an ass like that you got everybody sayin'

Hey, you's a rock star baby
Up in the buildin' makin' the club go crazy
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Thowin' ass like that you must be a rock star baby

Say I'm a rock star baby
Fuckin' with this shit and Patron got me hazy
Hey, I'm a rock star baby
So put 'em up if you's a rock star baby

Girl, your booty so swoll, how you get them jeans around it'
Girl, your booty so swoll, why you think I'm singin' 'bout it'
Hit it hard from the back and then I got to sleep and dream about it
It's like that ass is crack the way you got me feinin' 'bout it

I'm tellin' you now the way we fuck gon' lead to child birthin'
Rockin' to this guitar's about to have me crowd surfin'
Kells'll put on a show up until they close curtains
Then right after the show, back stage, ass hurtin'

Call me Scotty 'cause girl, 'cause girl I'm 'bout to beam up
Once I get ya, get ya, gone come on out of them D-cups
Strokin' it fuck, strokin' it fuck, while you got your legs up
Makin' ya s-, makin' ya sound like ya got the hiccups

Know what you want, Kells about to give you what you need
Up in my room, you screamin', 'Hercules! Hercules!'
Man, K-Kells and Luda on the track, our hit is guaranteed
Everybody on they feet, this is what y'all's shirts should read

Hey, you's a rock star baby
Up in the buildin' makin' the club go crazy
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Thowin' Ass like that you must be a rock star baby

Say I'm a rock star baby
Fuckin' with this shit and Patron got me hazy
Hey, I'm a rock star baby
So put 'em up if you's a rock star baby

I got my drink in my cup, I got my hands in the air
I'm 'bout to set this bitch off like I'm a rock star baby
We out of this club 'bout to hit the after-party
All the ladies coming with me 'cause I'm a rock star baby

So put your hands up
So put your hands up
So put your hands up
Everybody in the buildin'
C'mon! Bounce with me if you's a rock star!

Hey, you's a rock star baby
Up in the buildin' makin' the club go crazy
Hey, you's a rock star baby
Thowin' Ass like that you must be a rock star baby

Say I'm a rock star baby
Fuckin' with this shit and Patron got me hazy
Hey, I'm a rock star baby
So put 'em up if you's a rock star baby

Lights, st-st-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction
I'm like lights, st-st-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction

I'm like lights, st-st-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction
I'm like lights, st-st-stamina, action
I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction

Written by:
CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, ROBERT KELLY

Publisher:
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