Kid Rock
Kid Rock - E. M. S. P. songtekst
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A ha hathat's right motherfuckers I'm back. This is the true story about mackin Check it Times are changin' Talk about it More so each year But the early mornin' Stoned pimp is here. So let it rainand let the guitar rock And if ya me yawn Just drop that top Come on... Hey hey hey Well well well well Hey hey hey Well well well well And I be catchin' them northern pike Like on a ten pound test Successnever fesstake a guess I be the early mornin' stoned pimp Straight limpin Boone's farm drinkin At the party big booty pinchin' Chillinlike a villianballoon fillin whack mc killinthe fine ho drillin With the million dollar talent And the ten cent brain Been gone too longtoo much cocaine But now that I'm backon the block I'm ready to rock Left to rightall night My game's tightI wish you might Take a bite Out of this here toxicmelodicneurotic product Fresh from the harvest Who'll be the largesthardest smartest label in town Top dog get down Radio won't play mebut still I got the kids around The world goin' kid rock crazy Wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks Kid rock be comin' with the boom boom boom biatch I from the sticks biatch Straight from the ro "kid rock I ain'ts no bitch" Ahyes you are ho So quit frontin' like ya don't know When I step straight into the party with my homeboy Tino "what's up? " So get a good look bro Get a good gander I'm made in detroit But my name ain't stanzler Spreadin' like a cancera virus While you're lookin' really gay like fuckin' billy ray cyrus I'm the highest mc of all time Got my mind on the d And the d on my mind and the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see Hit me twice with the tussin and the morphine iv I be What they call an o-g bitch I'm the motherfuckin' early mornin' stoned pimp Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all Just throw your hands up highhip hop y'all Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all Because the detroit party don't stop y'all Just throw your hands up highlet's rock y'all Just throw your hands side to sidehip hop y'all Just throw your hands up highlet's rock y'all Because the kid rock party don't stop y'all Now I'm the self made mack on a mountain on mars Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause A lincoln continental and a gran marquis Rag topdrop downrollin' on chrome d's bitch The purple furs and the gold trim glasses I only bust the fat asses And I don't be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real g h-i-j-kl-m-n-o-p is for pimpin Early mornin' stoned pimpin I been downbeen around From the bottom to the top Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock Ooh babybabybaby let me love ya Or if you wanna get your freak onI'll just fuck ya With the oohahhoohoohooh ahhhbiatchshit Im the early morning stoned pi-imp Hey hey hey Come on yo. Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all Just throw your hands up highhip hop y'all Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all Because the detroit party don't stop y'all Just throw your hands up highlet's rock y'all Just throw your hands side to sidehip hop y'all Just throw your hands up highlet's rock y'all Because the kid rock party don't stop y'all My name is tinoyou know Baby let's get funky I'm like lenny bruce girl but I ain't no goddamn junkie Cruisin' with the kid in my '71 To the crib of love Gonna get us someladies We keep em on a string ah Midgets in the house wanna smell my finger Comin' for ya baby cause your so sure bumpin' How do ya like me now in my brand new turban I'm a natural born hoodlum Not george raft One of these days you kids will pay for my autograph So groove babygroove baby call your mama I'm like charlie hooker baby I got the boogie drama With the boogie drama With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Ridin' around the neighborhood Me and kid rock were up to no good With the boogie drama With your leather miniskirt and we got some wine Playin' the radio ya look so fine With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Let's get funkythat's my job Punchin' 9 ta 57 timestimes 24times 12 Day in and day out Let's get funky Come on everybody With the boogie drama With the boogie drama With the boogie drama