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Rockstar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
My niggas rocking gold
Like we’re stuck back in the 80’s
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost
And tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga ho and
Almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]

Uh, how I’ma come on it? I just come on it
Another bitch, why would you put a bum on it?
Special Olympics, I’ma go dumb on it
No bike tricks but I’ma stunt on it
A nigga talk slick, I’ma gets done on it
A phone call might get a big gun on me
Who was on it?
Ain’t a bitch in the game
That’ll do what I does on it
Be clear, cover Marie Claire
Million dollar show in India, she’s there
My own drink, moscato Myx now
They seen Freaks so it’s pasties on they tits now
Cuban link up, queue the Brinks truck
If I was a nigga I’d be getting my dick sucked
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my wrist
Ask Jason the jeweler, I’m cold
Simon on my wrist
Centerfold, pussy’s fatter than most
They gotta send a M if she leaving the coast
My bitches rock and go
Yeah we was born in the 80’s
Chanel Versace ho’s at the Mirage out in Vegas
Let’s get it

All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
My niggas rocking gold
Like we’re stuck back in the 80’s
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost
And tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga ho and
Almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars

[Verse 2: Future]
Hey, hey cordless money
I was done rocking my chains
I’m taking all my bitches
They say they takin’ the blame
Don’t love one more than the other
I love ‘em all the same, I love em all the same
I’m tycoon status
I keep my hoes all in practice
Got money in the attic making million dollar deposits
See I’m a Fetti savage
I get paper on paper
100 million carats, might give an M on a favor
That’s a real nigga, bitch love a nigga like me
She hate that dog food
That bitch is worser than me
Hey can you come for this money?
Can you come for this dough?
Can you take off these diamonds
That’s hanging all on my rope?
I’m sophisticated, bitch she know I’m so bougie
Shoulda join a team, thinking of rolling the movies
Oh you like ball players?
Ho you know I be ballin’
I’m jumping out the gym
I’m ‘bout to fuck on some M’s, yeah

All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
My niggas rocking gold
Like we’re stuck back in the 80’s
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost
And tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga ho and
Almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars

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Rockstar (Letra)

Post Malone

Post Malone Part. 21 Savage

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’ve been fuckin’ 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
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grra-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” (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 fuckin’ show in a cop car (ayy)
Shit 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 bitches in my trailer say they ain’t got a man
And they all brought a friend (yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)

I’ve been fuckin’ 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
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)

I’ve been in the Hills fuckin’ superstars
Feelin’ like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin’ Henny, bad bitches jumpin’ in the pool
And they ain’t got on no bra (no 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 twelve 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. bitches 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 fuckin’ 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 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuckin’ with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grra-ta-ta-ta (grra-ta-ta-ta-ta)

Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock
Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a

Rockstar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Where you’re hiding, the shine off the wall.
Stop giving it up now cause you’re gonna find yourself a mastermind in time.
Rockstar, what’s mine is yours.
Rockstar, you’re looking good.
You’re looking to find a fight.
I’m the stranger here you know.
Can’t you understand that things always work out my way today.
Rockstar, what’s mine is yours.
Rockstar, you’re looking good.
You’re looking to find a fight.
Rockstar. Rockstar.
Get off my battlefield.
You could not take it back from me.
It’s all the way up top.
Cannot take a longer way.
Get off my battlefield.
Could not take it back from you.
It’s all the way up top.
Cannot take a longer way.
That’s all.
It’s all.
Can’t fall Away.
Back.

Rockstar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’m a rockstar water walker

I run for the border

I swear it’s nothin’

I roll out the world and

I swear i’m sad

I worry about nothing

I sleep only seldom

Oh yeah, i’m a walker

Oh yeah, walk on water

I sleep by the fire

I worry about the actions

Of my hands and i swear that

It’s the end of the world and

We know out of nothing

Comes every single somethin’

And i’m on

I’m a rockstar water walker

Rockstar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

When i went to school
Well i went to school
When i went to school in olympia
And everyone’s the same
What do you do
We’re the revolution
When i went to school in olympia
And everyone’s the same
We look the same
We talk the same
Won’t you please make me real
Fuck you
Make me sick
Fuck you
Make me real
Fuck you
When i went to school
In olympia
Everyone’s the same
And so are you in olympia
And everyone’s the same
We look the same
We talk the same
We even fuck the same
When i went to school in olympia
Don’t you please make me real
Come on
Make me sick
Come on
Make me real
Yeah yeah yeah
Do it for the kids yeah
Do it for the kids yeah
Do it for the kids
Do it for the kids
Do it do it do it do it
Do it for the kids
No we’re not done yet
When i went to school in olympia
Bye bye good bye
Good bye good bye

Rockstar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Chorus:
I never… i never… i never wanna be…
Don’t wanna be a rockstar

Vocals: come down, gather round
Take a look what i found
Living good, living fine
But he does too many lines
Hardcore, grunge hits
I want another lick
Fast car, caviar
Limo with a minibar
High risk, cheap tricks
Looking for another hit

Chorus

Vocals:
Did you hear the story
Of the morning glory
She is hot as hell
When she shakes her feather tail
Take it of in a flash
Better than an autograph
Singing high, singing low
Hidehidehideho

Rap:
Rockstar, where you are
Driving in your fancy car
Lot’s of women, much cash
Tell me where you hide your stash

Chorus

Rap:
Rockstar, tattooed
Rebel with an attitude
Living life on the run
Tell me are you having fun

Vocals:
Let me tell you where to go
If you want a rockshow
Beck, tool, no fool
Hole is not a swimming pool
Red hot chili
Lenny needs some therapy
Offspring, greenday
Rock and roll is here to stay

Chorus

Rap:
Rockstar, tattooed
Rebel with an attitude
Living life on the run
Tell me are you having fun

Rockstar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Rock Star!
Ela passa na caranga ouvindo o som da minha banda
Com olhar de veneno e não é mais criança
Ela é muito gostosa e usa roupa colada
Completamente pronta, ela é a melhor da parada
O doce dela é bala e ela vai na rave
Eu vou colar com ela, ela me deixa crazy
Eu vou levar ela onde ela nunca esteve
Eu vou chegar com ela na pegada

Rock Star!
Favela rock star!
Baixada rock star!
Maloca rock star!
Rock Star!

Ela deitou, tirou a roupa e me pediu um abraço
Tá ligado vagabundo, aqui é o H. Arte
Style Pimp eu sou, ela é gata, eu vou
Mulher bonita e vagabundo sempre combinou
O doce dela é bala e ela vai na rave
Eu vou colar com ela, ela me deixa crazy
Eu vou levar ela onde ela nunca esteve
Eu vou chegar com ela na pegada

Rock Star!
Maloca rock star!
Favela rock star!
Skateboard rock star!

Nóis tamo aqui pra provar
Pros que não acreditaram
Que essa porra vale ouro
Que minha arte é meu tesouro
Conquistei o meu espaço
Com a bolada que eu faço
Num mundo paralelo, exorcizado no compasso
Quem curte skate, rock, rua, praia, fuleragem
Santos mó loucura, Charlie Brown na viagem
Risadas no caminho sem perder o estilo
Charlie Brown amor eterno, Charlie Brown de pai pra filho

O doce dela é bala e ela vai na rave
Eu vou colar com ela, ela me deixa crazy
Eu vou levar ela onde ela nunca esteve
Eu vou chegar com ela na pegada

Rock Star!
Favela rock star!
Maloca rock star!
Favela rock star!

Like a Rock Star

Rockstar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Rock Star!
Ela passa na caranga ouvindo o som da minha banda
Com olhar de veneno e não é mais criança
Ela é muito gostosa e usa roupa colada
Completamente pronta, ela é a melhor da parada
O doce dela é bala e ela vai na rave
Eu vou colar com ela, ela me deixa crazy
Eu vou levar ela onde ela nunca esteve
Eu vou chegar com ela na pegada

Rock Star!
Favela rock star!
Baixada rock star!
Maloca rock star!
Rock Star!

Ela deitou, tirou a roupa e me pediu um abraço
Tá ligado vagabundo, aqui é o H. Arte
Style Pimp eu sou, ela é gata, eu vou
Mulher bonita e vagabundo sempre combinou
O doce dela é bala e ela vai na rave
Eu vou colar com ela, ela me deixa crazy
Eu vou levar ela onde ela nunca esteve
Eu vou chegar com ela na pegada

Rock Star!
Maloca rock star!
Favela rock star!
Skateboard rock star!

Nóis tamo aqui pra provar
Pros que não acreditaram
Que essa porra vale ouro
Que minha arte é meu tesouro
Conquistei o meu espaço
Com a bolada que eu faço
Num mundo paralelo, exorcizado no compasso
Quem curte skate, rock, rua, praia, fuleragem
Santos mó loucura, Charlie Brown na viagem
Risadas no caminho sem perder o estilo
Charlie Brown amor eterno, Charlie Brown de pai pra filho

O doce dela é bala e ela vai na rave
Eu vou colar com ela, ela me deixa crazy
Eu vou levar ela onde ela nunca esteve
Eu vou chegar com ela na pegada

Rock Star!
Favela rock star!
Maloca rock star!
Favela rock star!

Like a Rock Star