Lyrics
What you gonna do? What you gonna do when they come for you
What you gonna do? What you gonna do when I..
They label me a bad boy, like I'm signed with Diddy
Rockstar from the dead, bitch, I feel like Jimmy
My diamonds been going retarded, no offense to Timmy
This shit get crazy, man this shit get twisted
I get on the stage and I break stuff like I'm Limp Bizkit
Rockstar in my blood baby love the energy
Fender on my back, I tote it like a semi
You **** ain't fucking with me, bread I got plenty
I'm just a..
Rockstar, feel like Jimi Hendrix
Rockstar, look at how I'm living
Throw a TV out a hotel window
Pretty women leave their makeup on my pillow
Rockstar, mmm, I'm a rockstar
Tap dancing on a cop car
Bad boy, I take it too far
Too far, no, no
Got bands, Purple Haze, Hendrix
Money on my mind, I'm minding my business
Getting paid when I pull up like a rockstar
We ain't ducking shit but a cop car
With yo bitch, I take my pick
Told her I ain't taking no pics
Show me a little something, bitch
Might just sign them tits
She don't wanna fuck me
She wanna fuck my name
She don't wanna fuck me
She wanna fuck my name
Digging that I'm famous
Not knowing that I'm dangerous
Strangers are the strangest
Bitch, your mom ain't teach you not to talk to strangers
Rockstar, feel like Jimi Hendrix
Rockstar, look at how I'm living
Throw a TV out the hotel window
Pretty women leave their makeup on my pillow
Rockstar, mmm, I'm a rockstar
Tap dancing on a cop car
Bad boy, I take it too far
Too far, no, no
Written by: Damien Hisle, Matthew DeJuan DeRamus, Matthew Ryan Sullivan
