[Intro]
Yuh
Lil Tracy, Tracy grey
This is how popstars live
I'm a fucking pop star
I'm a rock star
Whatever the fuck you want to call it (Tracy)
Whatever you want to call it I do what the fuck I want
Goth star, a fucking punk star
Ugh

[Hook]
Theres something in the air tonight (Theres something in the air tonight, tonight)
Your dress goes good with your eyes (Your dress goes good with your eyes)
Theres something in the air tonight (Theres something in the air tonight, Somethings in the air tonight)
Your dress goes good with your eyes
Theres something in the air tonight
Yea, yea, yea

[Verse]
Pour up da' wine, pour da' wine, pour da' wine
Woa, Woa, Woa, Woa
Selling out shows…
Sold out the show these hoes waiting in line for a long time ([?])
I make sure that I’m geeked the fuck up when its showtime ([?] geek me up)
I jump off the stage these hoes grabbing my dick
This is how rockstars live (Rockstar live)
I jump off the stage these hoes grabbing my dick (Yea, Yea)
This is how popstars live
Ugh, snort