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Rockstar Von
Rockstar Von
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Rockstar Von
Rockstar Von
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Woah, woah, woah, woah Uh huh ya dig Yeah Woah, woah, woah, woah Yeah Feeling myself on this one I tote my pistol (Rockstar Von- Von) Pull up to the club I'm fresh as hell and looking scary now I got the gang with me toting semi's come and try us out I stay high as a bitch smoking gelato and it's very loud Rockstar Von in the building you can see it in the crowd "Crowd Applaud" Rockstar Von- Von Alright baby you can come twerk on me Brand new Mercedes bout to pull off four deep That's your lady she was too close to me Rockstar dick put her to sleep Divin in deep got yo bitch in the sheets If you fucking with the gang gotta deal with the fleet Getting high off my ass you not fucking with me Running up your survival has no guarantee Pop out the cut with the glizzy on gang Got the silencer mic yeah that glizzy gon sang Swerving off in the coup yeah I'm switching them lanes Are you checking my flow am I going insane Break a little bitch back had to walk with a cane Peter Parker these hoes nigga no marry jane Holli fit going crazy it's fire no flames Yeah I know you a lame there's no need to explain Pikachu, pikachu, pikachu I got that fire yeah it might just pick at you Aim at your dome and I aim at your titty too She calling my phone I pull up in the Honda coupe My flow is so cold I might need me some chicken soup I got yo bitch out here she doing the loopty loop Fucking that bitch then I watch her come home to you Now that bitch stuck on my dick like some super glue Look at you Pull up to the club I'm fresh as hell and looking scary now I got the gang with me toting semi's come and try us out I stay high as a bitch smoking gelato and it's very loud Rockstar Von in the building you can see it in the crowd Rockstar Von- Von
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