[Juelz Santana:]   I'm just a rocker dude   Lookin for my rocker girl   Baby I'll rock your boat,   Rock your bed, and rock your world   But gotta be as fly as me, me   You gotta know how to rock your stuff, stuff   VH1 Bret Michel's, Be my rock of love   Be as one, big stones   Lemme rock you up   Maybe marriage, baby carriage   Lemme knock you up   I could be your rocker daddy   You could be my rocker mommy   I could your chilly pepper   You could be my hot tamale   Have your ever made to a rockstar   In a hot car with the top off   In the middle of a parkin lot   You don't care who see, who look, or who watch ya   Pretty face   And the body soft as baby skin   She hopped on me and rode   I thought my name was Harley Davidson      [Girl:]   You got your tattoos   I got my tattoos too   We stayin all night and do what rockstars do   We got the music   Bumpin thru the system   The room is real smoky   Highlights in a mansion   You loving all day   You sleeping all night   We up and hit the mall   Sweats cus you on bait   Try and imitate us   But could never duplicate us   Pull up in the Ferrari   Saying hello to all my haters      [Chorus: x2]   Have you ever mad love   To a rockstar   In a hot car   With his guitar, playing on the side   Have. you. ever. mad. love.      [Girl:]   You drive a fast car   I drive a fast car too   Suicide doors with the topless roof   Now were cursin   Glasses on the face   Cus he ducking paparazzi, they high speed chasin   We gotta mazaretti but we driven in a range   Cus we don't give a damn   Switch rides by the day, day, day   Now this is what I call rockstar love   This was the question I was thinkin of      [Chorus: x2]   Have you ever mad love   To a rockstar   In a hot car   With his guitar, playing on the side   Have. you. ever. mad. love.      [Lil Wayne:]   I'm a R.O.C.K star   And I can play [? ] like I play my guitar   Call me Weezy F. the best you ever saw   She the best you never saw   Cudnt even loook at me   Got a chauffeur   But he ain't even look me   In the back seat poppin like fried chicken cookin   And in tied to the [? ]   Like eyes on bugizzy   Shawty got class   And no I won't play hooky   But no not never   [Guitar Solo]   Put my feet on the pedal   And make that guitar go medal like   [Guitar Solo]   Ya told your girl   I could play [? ] I could play the guitar   [Guitar Solo]