GANGSTAR

She will have a beer and I think I'll have a milkshake
She grew up on the street, and I live on an estate

She call me Gangstar but I don't know what that means
She call me Rockstar long hair, toting ripped jeans
She call me Gangstar but I don't know what that means
She call me Gangstar, what the hell does that mean?

She's a work of art, she brightens up my bedroom
I can sing a song, but she can find the dance moves
I treat her like a lady, in the hope that she'll come around
Come around, come around baby
You know that I'd never change a thing

She call me Gangstar but I don't know what that means
She call me Rockstar long hair, toting ripped jeans
She call me Gangstar but I don't know what that means
She call me Gangstar, what the hell does that mean?

My body is nobody's body but mine
She makes me nervous most all of the time
My body is nobody's body but mine
She makes me nervous but she makes me feel like a Gangstar!
She call me Rockstar!
She call me Gangster!
She call me Rockstar!

She call me Gangstar but I don't know what that means
She call me Rockstar long hair, toting ripped jeans
She call me Gangstar but I don't know what that means
She call me Gangstar, what the hell does that mean?
She call me Gangstar but I don't know what that means
She call me Rockstar long hair, toting ripped jeans
She call me Gangstar but I don't know what that means
She call me Gangstar, what the hell does that mean?