Roscoe - Comeova2nite lyrics

[Verse 1: Jahred] I'm fascinated with p**y, patron and percocets I graduated to groupie love and dirty s** Infatuated, I'm running with the devil I'm a God, I'm a rebel, I'm a dog, I'm a f**ing mess You wanna get it on my personal Armageddon You threatened by my recklessness You powerless, I'm obsessed I'm possessed with the heart of a warrior Spawn and raised in southern k**er California I got that bubblegum, yeah I got that JD But JD only make a n***a crazy But Jägermeister make a n***a nicer And Grey Goose help the groupies get loose Yeah, there's a demon inside, the slow suicide That can't be denied, the Jekyll and Hyde That Bonnie and Clyde, you dig? No regrets, no stress, never vex No, take your time, you got time You the next, yo [Hook: Jahred] Uh oh, uh oh, come over tonight There's a riot in the parking lot We dancing in the moonlight Hey, hey, get your head right You a rock star {*gunshot*} Larger than life Uh oh, uh oh, come over tonight There be fightin' in the parking lot, and f**in' in the moonlight Hey, hey Let your hair ride You a rock star {*gunshot*} Larger than life [Bridge 1: Jahred] Rock-rock, rock-rock Rock-rock, rock, star (Yeah) Let everybody know I just don't give a f** (f**...) [Verse 2: Jahred] Mommy, I smoke and I drink I f**, I fight, and I stay Punk rock for life, get high In the club all night {*gunshot*} Mommy, I know what you want The other boy not doin' it right You come on over and I'll f** you all night For real, though [Bridge 2 : Jahred] Shorty, I know you feel the electricity Feel the fire rising, come and smoke a joint with me It's prophecy, a punk rock opera, see And all the shots are free, when shorty rocks with me [Verse 3: Jahred] Come on, come on forget about games Kust give me that thang, gotta get inside her I'm a little insane, gotta give her that pain When I'm right behind her Wanna get her back home, when I get her alone I'm gonna hurt her Homicide, serial k**er, baby, I'll murder ya [Hook] [Bridge 1 x2] [Verse 3: Roscoe] I live my life on the edge So I might just jump, if you don't push me Got the infrared On the ride, punk For punk, pussies I pull up in the Bentley, I feel the good weed and Hennesey Truck Full of fullies and semis for my enemies Am I foolish for my ways, maybe But I'm gettin' paid, baby Grew up in the 80's, they labelled us Ronald Reagan babies Obsessed with money and s**, cars and j**elry Everybody dyin', who's next Could be you and me Heavily sedated, I never been this faded Investigators persuin' me Tapin' my conversation Cause the sh** I say'll probably get my k**ed (Like you) n***as wanna body me, but I don't think they will (Will) Scarface Gotti got a posse, a dog face who was shot He's in the car chase Tryin' to escape From paparazzi I'm a block star, known as a Glock star, when shots pop Off in the moonlight Duckin' from cop cars [Hook] [Bridge 1 x2] [M.C.A.D.] That was (???) Homicide, serial k**er, baby, I'll murder ya Ha ha Yeah [Roscoe] Rock star Hood star True star (Oooh) Pa** that sh** (Superstar) Light that sh** up Hit that (Superstar)