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A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa pu- pu - fkin puffs b*tch
It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock s**t
I'm on top b*tch and rock for tricks
Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips
I get all the money p*ssy falls like rain
Been gettin' laid and paid that's why I never complain
If I ain't in it for the money I'm in it for the P
It's 1998 yo and you still can't fk with me
You don't be fkin' with the blue eye
fkin' with my 2-5 up your fkin' as* like my shoe size
I got a new vibe, kinda like Voodoo
You do what we say and we'll do what we want to
We're fkin' up your city and we're fkin' up your progam
fkin' all your girls we can fkin' give a god d*mn
Twisted Brown gets down with no assistance
We won't quit until we're banned from existence
Persistance pays if that holds true
Then I'm gonna buy this fkin' planet before the time I'm through
I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no fakin'
So I'm gonna get what I got coming and the rest I'm takin'
I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and s**t
You act like a motherfker's brand new at this s**t
But I've been true to this s**t given' my heart and soul
Been shinin' like a diamond but gettin' passed as coal

So fck Off
s**t

With my pants half hangin' off my as* and s**t
Bowl filled hash pockets stuffed with cash
I be the mushroom trippin' sippin' shots of Jack
Cause the kids don't listen gettin' lots of flack
I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and
The 10 karat Kid with my triggers c*ckin'
The K the I the D R O C K motherfker and you still don't know me
So blow me b*tch I don't rock for cancer
I rock for the cash and the topless dancers
Don't have no answers so pass the joint
I'm just paid in full and made in Detroit
I ride like Setta in the Indy 5
And get live with that which get's me high
Strive for perfection this much is true
We do what we say you say what we do
Kid Rock I couldn't be no Bozo
And I get to much P to ever be no homo
Rock from So Ho to Arizona
I'm an easy rider dreamin' of Wynonna
I roam the country like a Greyhound bus
Put faith in lust, it ain't God I trust
I'm not Peter Pan I don't fk with fairies
But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries
And Harry Carey couldn't call my game
fked so many hoes I'm in the hall of fame
And I show no shame from coast to coast
I don't mean to brag, but I like to boast

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Yeah right in your mother fkin' as* b*tch
With that Detroit city s**t ain't s**t switched we're on the same script
Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock
Yo Slim Shady come break these mother fkers off

Yo tell the world to hold their breath they're breathing the wrong air
This planet belongs to me and this hippy with long hair
Two white boys who spike punch and light joints
Hang around drugs loud music and like noise
Slim Shady and Brown Trucker another bunch of mother fkers
Who hate the world as much as each other
And I ain't leaving this party tonight
Till I see some naked girls dancin' around drunk touchin' each other
Rum and Pepsi got your perception of me sketchy
Cause when I stage dive people are scared to catch me
Cause all I do is curse and fk
So when I do 'shrooms you all better give me two rooms
Cause I'm fkin' the first one up
So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars
Cause you know I'm losin' it when I'm rappin' to rock guitars
This is for children who break rules
People that straight fool
And ever single teenager that hates school

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