Rockstar 2 Lyrics – Post Malone
Singer: Post Malone
Title: Rockstar 2
Ey, yao’
Nicky jam
Tunechi
Ozuna (ozuna)
Barbie
Spanish remix
Trapstar
Young money
Hago lo que quiera, compro lo que quiera, porque soy un rockstar (-tar)voy pa’l avión privado en el ferrari, en el tablero 180 (180)
Voy de camino a suiza pa’ lanzar mi propio hublot a la venta
Y voy llamando al russo porque quiero gastarme un millón en prendas
Una panamera, un f12 frente a casa
Gucci, ferragamo, compro todo plaza (ajá)
Rhino pa’ los cortas, ratas que te cazan
Miles de hipócritas que vienen y te abrazan (yeh, yeh)
Vivo la vida como un rey (rra)
Kilos de música de medellín a monterrey (rey)
Siempre cruzando todos los límites de la ley (ley)
Mi movie siempre está en play (play)
Vivo la vida como un rockstar
Los que tiraron ya no existen, obvio no están
Tengo brujas que con los palos te acuestan
Con peine doble lleno que se manifiestan (woo)
Dicen que el dinero el alma me consume
Yo sigo celebrando en un jet por las nubes
Nadie me las daba cuando abajo solo estuve
Ahora la cuenta nunca declina, siempre sube
Siempre sube, siempre sube, siempre (woo!)
I’ve been f#ckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, i feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a rasta
f#ckin’ with me, call up on a uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy)
Switch my whip, came back in black
I’m startin’ sayin’: rest in peace to bon scott (scott, ayy)
Close that door, we blowin’ smoke
She ask me light a fire like i’m morrison (ayy)
Act a fool on stage
Prolly’ leave my f#ckin’ show in a cop car (car, ayy)
sh#t was legendary
Threw a tv out the window of the montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin’, don’t give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin’: i’m with the band, ayy, ayy
Now she actin’ outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred b#tches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend, yeah, ayy (ayy, ayy)
Soy un rockstar
Las mujeres hacen fila por mi s#men nutritivo
Todas esas guarras aman que me corra en su cabello
Mi leche en su’ teta’, me hizo una rusa
Tu guarra quiere que la folle en el parque
No le importa dónde estamos, sólo quiere leche, leche, leche
Toda esa’ guarra’ pide’ leche, leche, leche, leche
Yo sé que cuando me ves te vuelves loca de placer
Y quieres mis 22 centímetros de largo
Yo sé que cuando me ves te vuelves loca de placer
Y quieres mis 22 centímetros de largo
Ahora mi vecina me pide follar mientras está jugando dota
Toda la noche-día en su ordenador (raa)
Me pide follarla mientras está jugando dota en su ordenador (raa) (raa), (raa)
Toda esa rica pizza, me lo mama con la pizza (yee)
Me encanta verte venir cuando te vienes más de siete veces
En el coche, en el carro; en el lambo’ (yee)
Te hago venir más de siete veces en una sola noche
Con mis 22 centímetros de largo
Yo sé que cuando me ves te vuelves loca de placer
Y quieres mis 22 centímetros de largo
Yo sé que cuando me ves te vuelves loca de placer
Y quieres mis 22 centímetros de largo
I’ve been f#ckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, i feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a rasta (-sta)
f#ckin’ with me, call up on a uzi
And show up, man, name them the shottas (-tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, pow, pow, pow)
‘tá bien, ustedes son los que más tienen
Vamos pa’ los números y verán que son mis nenes
Lo que yo me compro no es pa’ frontearle’ a ustedes
Es pa’ yo llevarme a su mujer en la mercedes
Maybach, g wagon, la llevo al privado
30 mil de altura, de camino a colorado
Le regalo un ap en oro rosado
Me dice que le gusta en el avión si se lo hago
Pregúntale a tu patrón que sabe lo que es el amor
En pr calentón, en rd reclamón, y conectao’ en el bronx, ay, ay
Pregúntale a tu patrón que sabe lo que es el amor
En pr calentón, en rd reclamón, y conectao’ en el bronx, ay, ay
Yo soy una estrella, to’as las babys a mí me quieren, me reclaman
200 el richard miller, pero más cabrón que la casa está salda
Yo no tengo enemigos, tampoco amigos, a to los trato por igual
Que canto pa’ las babys no significa que no te la pueda’ buscar
Me queda bien cuando me mienten (modo diablo)
Me queda bien ser el de siempre (modo diablo)
Me queda bien to’ lo que inventen
Yeah, me queda bien
Me queda bien cuando me mienten
Me queda bien ser el de siempre (wah-wah-wah-wah-wah)
Me queda bien to’ lo que inventen
Me queda bien, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mami, dale, agárrame la’ manos
Sentir el calor de como to’ nos miran (miran)
Que si al meno’ vos está’ a mi lado se me hace má’ fácil afronta’ esa vida (vida)
Esto’ blanco’ ahora quieren matarno’ porque no toleran verno’ tan arriba (-rriba)
Yo fronteando, contando lo que vivo sin tener que ponerme a hablar mentira’, eh, yeah
Y ahora vivo en la mansión, a pocas cuadras ‘e mi avenida (-nida)
Casi que la veo desde el balcón mientra’ estoy quemando porquería
¿que quién me creo que soy? el mejor al meno’ en estos día’ (días)
Cada liga tiene su jordan y es obvio que yo soy el de la mía
Yo no tengo seriedad (no,, no), niño lombardo, simpatía (sin, sin)
Liga italia serie a (ah-ah), niño icardi, buena vida (buena vida)
Que cómo me van a bajar (no, no)
Si es que yo ya nací arriba (arriba)
Que cómo me van a bajar (arriba), si soy dueño de la liga
f#ck your feelings, i’m a rockstar (ah)
Yo me siento como un rockstar (rockstar)
Cojo putas como un rockstar (ah)
Tomo pastilla’ como un rockstar
f#ck your feelings, i’m a rockstar (ey, ey)
Yo me siento como un rockstar (ey; ah)
Cojo putas como un rockstar (ah-ah)
Tomo pastilla’ como un rockstar
Rockstar
Baby, i’m a rockstar (yeah, yeah)
Baby, i’m a rockstar, yeah, eh
Yo soy un rockstar, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby tú sabes que vivo como rockstar
Y chingo como un p#rnstar
Si me vengo adentro baby
Tú sabes que tienes que abortar
Tengo tantos asesinos que yo creo que nací inmortal
Mi vuelo es clandestino
Y por eso yo siempre ando con mi corta
El draco suena, te salgo a matar de noche
Y el cielo truena
Un aguacero de balas, la transmisión escupe
El fiscal forense que de ti se ocupe
Mi lista de enemigos la he tachado entera
Ellos matan mientras me chingo una cuera
Siéntete entera, las balas por tus dientes
Una peineta entera, pa’ que sienta la corriente
Te dejo viuda, chingamos bajo lluvia
No sé que es lo que tienen pero me gustan las rubias
Como estrella ‘e rock, el rifle es mi guitarra
Baby i’m selling drugs, puedo comprar la barra
I been smokin’ gas, killin’ b#tches
Man, i feel just like a gang-star
Cover up my face like a ninja
In this alexander wang scarf
I’ma drop a bag, they gon’ pull up
And then they gon’ let them things off
I ain’t switchin’ up my hairstyle
But my n#gg#s let it bang off
Percocets and addies, lookin’ for a f#ck i could give
All these hatin’ b#tches plottin’, why they can’t let me live?
Me and weezy in liv
When my album drop these b#tches is gon’ cry in the car
All your yes-men out here lyin’, had you dyin’ to spar
You was tryin’ too hard
I’m out here livin’ though, i am out here livin’ though
Me and tunechi winnin’ though
Slimes out here twinnin’ though
I am on my pivot though, i am just so pivotal
Bands, i go get it though, weezy on his pedestal
A lot of gang sh#t, a whole lot of gang sh#t
All these plaques is pilin’ up, it’s nowhere to hang sh#t
These b#tches p#ss# though
Pushed them out my p#ss# though
n#gg#s want my cookie though
’cause it taste like cookie dough
Smoke, i got a free pack; flow sick, get a z-pak
n#gg#s don’t mean my race when they say “she blacked”
I am the queen (facts), i’m everything she lacks
b#tch get on your kneecap, i don’t mean c. kaep’
I’ll get you checked, p#ss#; i’ll get you a free pap
You b#tches don’t ball out, you get your qb sacked
I’m obj, hoes; break records like ankles
I’ve been that b#tch since ice cream with the sprinkles
Tell ’em carry on, they gon’ miss me when i’m gone
I’m gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just f#cked like five hoes in my mansion
Got ’em feelin’ like they five star, yeah
Your hoes throwin’ fits, my b#tches patient
Man, i feel just like a doctor, yeah
Pop some x with my exotic dancer
She start cryin’ and said her job hard, yeah
Switch her whip out, put her in a mercedes
Now she screamin’ rest in peace to honda
Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my tongue can go ham
Put my face up in her p#ss# and my thumb in her #ss
Make her do the jumpman, ayy
I put her face down in the pillow, ’bout to smother her #ss
A fly yellow bone to me, i told her to come get a tan
Now she butter pecan
Oh, i got a draco in the sofa, an eggo in the toaster
A cradle in the chocha, the yayo doing yoga
And i wake up, smell the folgers, i don’t know how i woke up
’cause i was in a coma, but now i’m in the moment
Wearing high socks on the front porch
Two cups with the mud flowin’
The plug ain’t charge me nothin’ for it
I cried tears of f#ckin’ joy
Lvs on my luggage, boy
Don’t ask me where i’m f#ckin’ goin’
I pull up with my skaters
Make ’em beat you with their f#ckin’ boards
Sharp shooters like pool sharks
Shoot you down in the walmart
Shoot you down in the parkin’ lot
Shoot you down in the food court
Hit your crib in the steamboat
Then disappear on the speedboat
Act a jackass like steve-o
Then disappear like neo
Leave a red flag on your screen door
Leave a red flag around your queen’s throat
Leave a blood stain on your mink floor
Like a red stain on clean snow
That money gang, 500 gang on that money train
And we walkin’ around with bloody fangs
Playin’ hunger games; mmm-yummy, man
And we storm the block, lightning and thunder came
When my youngest came, that’s your mother’s name
Hit the address, knockin’ down picture frames and other things
Throwin’ up eastside like stomach pains
Sugarcane get took to spain, a kilo fell and it shook the plane
A n#gg# screamed, the hoes wouldn’t complain
I brought the ak with the knife, so the butcher came
And the nina came, and her sister came
And what’s her name, it’ll go buka bang
You don’t even know where to put the blame, that’s cold
El og real, a nadie imito (no, no)
Si tú no me conoce’, hijueputa, pues cierra el pico (shh; ¡prrr!)
Nací en la isla de lo’ delitos (yeah, yeh-yeah)
Y ando con una banda ‘e joseadores que son fiel al “no me quito”
Hoy día cualquiera se cae, no es mito
Aquí no capeamos feka, eso está escrito
¿y pa’ qué mentir, cabrones? (¿pa’ qué?)
Si aquí cobramo’ hasta por clavarno’ putas, enrolar y prender blunt’es (you know it)
Los peines de nosotro’ to’itos con extensione’ (prr, prr)
Pa’ matarte a ti y a to’ el hace llamar tus conexione’ (prrr; hol’ up)
Hablan mierda ‘e mí, pero a mí sin cojone’
Después que los mío’ estén bien, por bicho me paso sus opinione’
En mi bando no permitimo’ mamone’
Evítensen que los deje flotando en la playa ‘e piñone’
Contigo andar a pie; conmigo de avión en avione’ (you know it)
He visto como han mata’o a los patrone’
Y el más que se lo mamó, no lo ven y se las pone
A tu puta le doy sin gorro
Mi banda es al garete y no hablo de la de puertorro (wuh, wuh, wuh)
Yo no he da’o el boom y mira mi cuenta de ahorro (yeh)
Brillo más que la estrella que alumbra el morro
Tira’o pa’ atrá’, la cubana endiamanta’, ey (la cubana endiamanta’)
Los pinky ring y un flow que no le para a na’ (no le para a na’)
Mi respeto es de verdad
Empecé de abajo y ahora donde estoy, cabrón, veo to’a la ciudad (wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh; i’m done)
Miky woodz
I’ve been f#ckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, i feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a rasta (‘sta)
f#ckin’ with me, call up on a uzi
And show up, man, them the shottas (‘tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, pow, pow, pow)
I’ve been in the hills f#ckin’ superstars
Feelin’ like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin’ henny, bad b#tches jumpin’ in the pool
And they ain’t got on no bra (bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin’ on her tracks
And now she screamin’ out, “¡no más!” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like, “savage, why you got a 12 car garage
And you only got six cars?” (21)
I ain’t with the cakin’, how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say i’m lookin’ like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe, i got old racks (old racks)
L.a. b#tches always askin’, “where the coke at?” (21, 21)
Livin’ like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a pop-tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, ‘member i used to trap hard
Livin’ like a rockstar, i’m livin’ like a rockstar (ayy)
I’ve been f#ckin’ hoes and poppin’ pillies
Man, i feel just like a rockstar (star, ayy, ayy)
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin’ like a rasta (‘sta, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
f#ckin’ with me, call up on a uzi
And show up, man, them the shottas (‘tas)
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (ta, grrra-ta-ta-ta-ta)
Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a–
Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a…
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Rockstar 2 – English Translation
Ey, yao ‘
Nicky Jam
Tunechi.
Ozuna (Ozuna)
Barbie
SPANISH REMIX.
Trapstar.
Young Money.
I do whatever I want, I buy what I want, because I am a rockstar (-tar) I’m going for private aircraft at the Ferrari, on the board 180 (180)
I’m on my way to Switzerland pa ‘throw my own hublot for sale
And I’m calling the Russo because I want to spend a million in clothes
A Panamera, an F12 in front of house
Gucci, Ferragamo, Buy all Plaza (Aha)
Rhino Pa ‘the shorts, rats that hunt you
Thousands of hypocrites that come and hug you (Yeh, yeh)
I live life as a king (RRA)
Kilos of music from Medellín to Monterrey (King)
Always crossing all the limits of the Law (Law)
My Movie is always on Play (Play)
I live life as a rockstar
Those who threw no longer exist, obvious are not
I have witches that with the sticks to bed
With double full comb manifest (woo)
They say the money the soul consumes me
I keep celebrating in a jet by the clouds
Nobody gave me when I was just down I was just
Now the account never declines, always rises
Always up, always up, always (Woo!)
I’ve Been f#ckin ‘Hoes and Poppin’ Pillies
Man, I Feel Just Like Rockstar (Star, Ayy, Ayy)
All My Brothers Got That Gas
And they Always Be Smokin ‘Like A Rasta
f#ckin ‘With Me, Call Up on Uzi
And Show Up, Man Them The Shottas
WHEN MY HOMIES PULL UP ON YOUR BLOCK
They Make That Thing Go Grrra-ta-ta-ta (Pow, Pow, Pow, Ayy, Ayy)
Switch My Whip, Came Back in Black
I’m Startin ‘Sayin’: Rest in Peace to Bon Scott (Scott, Ayy)
Close That Door, We Blowin ‘Smoke
She Ask Me LIGHT A Fire Like I’m Morrison (Ayy)
ACT A FOOL ON STAGE
Prolly ‘Leave My f#ckin’ Show in a Cop Car (Car, Ayy)
sh#t Was Legendary.
Threw to TV Out the Window of the Montage
Cocaine on the Table, Liquor Pourin ‘, Don’t Give to Damn
Dude, Your Girlfriend is a Groupie, SHE Just Tryna Get in
Sayin ‘: I’m With The Band, Ayy, Ayy
NOW SHE Actin ‘Outta Pocket, Tryna Grab Up On My Pants
Hundred b#tches In My Trailer Say They Ain’t Got A Man
And They All Brught A Friend, Yeah, Ayy (Ayy, Ayy)
I am a Rockstar
Women make a row for my nutritious s#men
All those sl#ts love that runs on his hair
My milk in his ‘teta’ of her, she made me a russian
Your sl#t wants you to f#cked in the park
Does not care where we are, she just wants milk, milk, milk
All that ‘sl#t’ asks’ milk, milk, milk, milk
I know that when you see me come crazy with pleasure
And you want my 22 centimeters long
I know that when you see me come crazy with pleasure
And you want my 22 centimeters long
Now my neighbor asks me to f#ck while she is playing DOTA
All night-day on her computer (RAA)
She asks me to f#ck her while she is playing give her on her computer (RAA) (RAA), (RAA)
All that rich pizza, I’m breastfeeding with pizza (Yee)
I love seeing you coming when you come more than seven times
In the car, in the car; In the Lambo ‘(Yee)
I make you come more than seven times in a single night
With my 22 centimeters long
I know that when you see me come crazy with pleasure
And you want my 22 centimeters long
I know that when you see me come crazy with pleasure
And you want my 22 centimeters long
I’ve Been f#ckin ‘Hoes and Poppin’ Pillies
Man, I Feel Just Like Rockstar (Star, Ayy, Ayy)
All My Brothers Got That Gas
And They Always Be Smokin ‘Like Rasta (-STA)
f#ckin ‘With Me, Call Up on Uzi
And Show Up, Man, Name Them The Shottas (-Tas)
WHEN MY HOMIES PULL UP ON YOUR BLOCK
They Make That Thing Go Grrra-Ta-ta-ta (TA, Pow, Pow, Pow)
‘tá well, you are the ones who have the most
Let’s go to the numbers and you will see that they are my nenes
What I buy is not for ‘frontain it’
It’s pa ‘I take me to the woman of him in the Mercedes
Maybach, G Wagon, I take it to the private
30 thousand high, on the way to Colorado
I give you an AP in pink gold
She tells me that she likes it on the plane if she does
Ask your pattern that knows what love is
In pr heent, in RD claim, and connecto ‘in the Bronx, Ay, Ay
Ask your pattern that knows what love is
In pr heent, in RD claim, and connecto ‘in the Bronx, Ay, Ay
I am a star, to have the babys to me, they love me, they claim me
200 The Richard Miller, but more b#stard than the house is Salda
I do not have enemies, neither friends, to the treatment alike
What singing pa ‘the babys does not mean that she can not’ look for it
I’m good for me when they lie (devil mode)
I have good to be the forever (Devil mode)
I look good to ‘what you invent
Yeah, it looks good
It looks good when they lie
I have good to be the forever (wah-wah-wah-wah-wah)
I look good to ‘what you invent
I’m fine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mommy, Dale, hold me the ‘hands
Feel the warmth of how to ‘look at us (Look)
That if at least ‘you are’ next to me it makes me happy ‘easy favorand’ that life (life)
This ‘white’ now want to kill ‘because they do not tolerate vernal’ so above (-rriba)
I border, telling what I live without having to get to talk lie ‘, eh, yeah
And now I live in the mansion, a few blocks’ e mi avenue (-nida)
Almost I see it from
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