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Morrison (the one you love to hate)

It's rockstar shit
Like Morrison pulled off of the stage by the pigs
I'm the one you love to hate ain't nothing about me changed no
If you don't like it you can stay at home

Just me and my rockstar click
Front row cutie with the right kinda thick
Shirt pulled all the way up, I couldn't miss it
Bring it to the Bus pump it like the piston ya

Started in New York we always sell it out
Then it's Philly filled the tank we Ballin' south
Can't wait till Miami where it's always hot
Bet that shock value on you cost a lot wrapped up in some frozen rocks

Turn the festival into a riot
I'm above the law go head and call a cop
Right after the show she got the perfect spot
Guess her sugar daddies got a fuckin yacht

Car is on the way security is locked back seat gettin top
Said you wanna ride to the Dallas show
Said that you can start right here right now and show me how you roll
Show me how you roll, Show me how you roll

Shades on my eyes feeling super cool
Shade on the keyboard when they see me act a fool
But it don't phase me when they troll
It's rockstar shit
Like Morrison pulled off of the stage by the pigs
I'm the one you love to hate ain't nothing about me changed no
If you don't like it you can stay at home

Just me and my rockstar click
Front row cutie with the right kinda thick
Shirt pulled all the way up
I couldn't miss it
Bring it to the Bus pump it like the piston ya

It's rockstar shit
I'm the one you love to hate ain't nothing about me changed no
If you don't like it you can stay at home

Sparkin up a stogie smokin' up the club
Promoter is my homie he don't give a fuck
Scopin' out the baddest she out in the cut
Guess I'm just a sucker for that bubble butt

Why's everybody always trynna give me some yay
80bucks a G I hope it's pure now lemme taste
Sorry bud I think it's cut with something lookin' laced
Way too speedy got rocks in the bag

If I'm gone do a bump rather hit the K
That shit hit harder than a fist to the face
Way too deadly when they try to keep my pace
How you still standing bro you seemin unfazed

I been rockin like this since 8th grade
Leaned back pullin it straight from the grey
Hands on the wheel A/C blowin cool
Like I said before No regrets is my only rule

I'm the one you love to hate
Ain't nothing bout me changed no
If you don't like it you can
Stay at home

It's rockstar shit
Shirt pulled all the way up
I couldn't miss it bring her to the bus
Pump it like a piston ya

It's rockstar shit...
It's rockstar shit...
If you don't like it you can stay at home