Rock Star

[Intro: Ludacris] Lights, st-st-stamina, action I'm a rock star, check the crowd reaction, I'm like (Repeat 2x) [R. Kelly] Hey, you's a rock star baby Up in the building makin the club go crazy Hey, you's a rock star baby Throwing ass like that, you must be a rock star baby [Ludacris] Luda, hey I'mma strung yo body ya body like a guitar string Stuntin in Roberto Cavalli mami wit the dime phrame Hotter than tamales, you probably should be my wild thang Tell them other chicks to mind they business and let us do our thang I gotcha open, you're open, stroking, now you're soaking wet And I'm not from Texas but I hold 'em, rope 'em, and I yoke they neck You gon' make a player choose, show me what that thang'll do Class is in session, let me show you a thang or two I'll strip ya, I'll strip ya down to your bare minimums And I'll, I'll lick ya, I'll lick ya down, you taste like cinnamon And I'll grab a little bit of that whipped cream Then I'll put her on the back, get mean Then I'll get her in a matrix, cut her like lasik Basically make her scream At the top of her lungs, give her shortness of breath How many times can you cum before I poke you to death Someone call in the ref, Ludacris is tired of playing In the middle of the stage with an ass like that, you got everybody saying [Hook: R. Kelly] Hey, you's a rock star baby Up in the building making the club go crazy Hey, you's a rock star baby Throw an ass like that, you must be a rock star baby Say, I'm a rock star baby Fucking with this weed and Patron got me hazy Hey, I'm a rock star baby So put 'em up if you's a rockstar baby [R Kelly] Girl, yo booty so swoll', how you got them jeans around it? Girl, yo booty so swoll', why you think I'm singing about it? Hit it hard from the back and then I go to sleep and dream about it It's like that ass is crack the way you got me feenin' about it I'm telling you now, the way we fuck gon' lead to child birthing Rocking to this guitar is about to have me crowd surfing Kells'll put on a show up until the closed curtains Then right after the show, backstage, ass hurtin' Call me Scotty cause girl I'm bout to beam up Once I get ya, get ya, I'm coming up out them D cups Stroking it up, stroking it hard while you go your legs up Making ya, making ya sound like you got the hiccups Know what you want cause I'm 'bout to give you what you need Up in my room, you're screaming, "Hercules! Hercules!" Man, get Kells and Luda on a track, a hit is guaranteed Everybody on your feet, this is what your shirt should read [Hook] [Bridge: Kid Rock] I got my drink in my cup I got my hands in the air I'm bout to set this bitch off Like I'm a rock star baby We out of this club 'Bout to hit the after party All the ladies comin with me Cause I'm a rock star baby [R. Kelly & Kid Rock] (Kid Rock) So put your hands up So put your hands up So put your hands up Everybody in the building, come on, bounce with me If you's a rock star [Hook] [Intro: Ludacris] (Repeat 4x)