Nirvana Follow

(feat. Lil Wayne)

[Chamillionaire]

Rock star, rock star (rock on)

Rock star (rock on) let's rock-n-roll! (rock on)

I got ladies that love my ladies, haters that hate my haters

I'm a Chamillionaire but got billionaires for my neighbors (rock on!)

[Chorus One: Chamillionaire]

I been had the paper, I been had the stacks

The crowd's screamin loud in every city on the map

Got the groupies goin crazy, they don't know how to act

I bring 'em backstage and tell 'em, "Baby just relax"

[Chamillionaire]

Rock on, they see the jewels is so sick like flu spit and flu cough

Take it off and you lost, the tough talk you tuned it off

Keep the four-iron there, keep on thinkin that it's for golf

Nickel plate on your head, silverware is food for thought

The Grammy winner, the haters is like "How could this happen?" (how?)

On the red carpet so much they mistake me for Aladdin

Now I'm a rapper with revenue like a rock star

If I'm there you can believe the Black Card is not far

Teen spirit ain't what they smellin, they yellin "Where that Nirvana?"

The crowd is rockin and rollin them swishas full of marijuana

They judgin me like Your Honor, your daughter's here with her momma

They me that I'm a charmer, more freakier than Madonna

Famous looked right at me and said "Know why I got my lighter up? (why?)

Cause like the throwback P. Diddy alias, I'ma (Puff)"

See how we rippin up tickets the police writin us

Do like Michael Jackson's complexion mister and lighten up, ha ha

[Chorus Two: Chamillionaire]

Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star

I got 'em screamin loud as they keep screamin comin out bras daily, daily

Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star

She sayin she's in love with me and she is probably your lady

Like a rock star (lady) like a rock star (lady)

Ladies love it when you're livin like a rock star (rock star baby)

Catch me gettin into trouble like it's my job (baby, baby)

When we listen 'til the cops come then I'ma - rock on!

[Chorus One]

[Lil Wayne (Chamillionaire)]

Chamilli-tary (and now Mr. Young Money himself)

Lil Weezy, baby! Hahaha

Rock-n-roll fly, {bitches} behold I

I am the {shit}, hear the commode cry

Hear the guitar scream, that double-R lean

And if it's for me, then it's for-eign

Ha, I mean my cars, I mean my clothes

I mean my {hoes}, I mean my flows

You dress different 'round me then I'ma clean your nose

Step into the line of fire, jalapeo toes

Compared to Bigfoot you just Twinkle Toes

I get your girlfriend wet like wrinkled clothes

Rock star like, money drugs freakin {hoes}

World tours, walk-throughs and TV shows

My hair's out (heyyy) no shirt (heyyy)

I stage dive (rock rock) I crowd surf (heyyy)

I'm a Hot Boy (heyyy) I'm on my hot {shit} (rock rock)

Reportin to you live from the moshpit

[Chorus Two]

[Chamillionaire]

I'm so cool, I'm so smooth, I'm that dude, I'm so muah

Groupies trillin me like a spy, the ground be tellin me that I'm fly

The clouds see me and they cry just to get a glimpse of I

Got Mother Nature so jealous she knockin pigeons out the sky

Can't help it I got 'em rockin they velvet

Bones and losin clothes the higher my album sales get

They love me that's right you nailed it, they treatin me like I'm Elvis

Naked pictures she mailed it, she licked on the stamp and melt it

Huh, so save your rap for the rookies cause it ain't no rappers here

A show you do in the club is a show we do in the Amphitheater

We packin stadiums, ladies come in I'll introduce ya

It's too packed to maneuver, crowd look like Lollapalooza

We outshinin the losers (heyyy) know I rock with the Ruger (heyyy)

You know I'm a producer, weapon upside your medulla (heyyy)

Got no time to seduce her, Superhead type of seducer

Groupies tryin to snake me but Koopa denyin Medusas, ha ha

[Chorus Two]

[Outro: Chamillionaire]

Rock rock (rock on) rock rock (rock on)

We gon' keep on rockin and rollin until the wheels fall off

Knowmtalkinbout? Chamillitary mayne

Young Money, we the new Red Hot Chili Peppers

We on fire, sold out arenas, tearin up tourbuses

You know how we get down, ha ha

Rock on, hold up, hold up, hold up

Tryin to get that Ozzy Osbourne paper mayne

I'ma throw a pool party, me and the Playboy bunnies

gon' be swimmin in a pool of paper like Scrooge McDuck

Heh, you invited, if you can swim

Ha ha, rock on