A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa fuckin puffs bitch

It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit

I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks

Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips

I get all the money pussy 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 fuck with me

You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye

Fuckin' with my 2-5 up your fuckin' ass 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 fuckin' up your city and we're fuckin' up your progam

Fuckin' all your bitches we can fuckin' give a goddamn

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 fuckin' planet before the time I'm through

I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no takings

So let me get what I got comin' and the rest I'm fakin'

I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit

You act like the motherfucker's new at this shit

But I've been true to this shit given' my heart and soul

Been shinin' like a diamond but gettin' passed as coal

So Fuck Off

Yeah



With my pants half hangin' off my ass and shit

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 cockin'

The K the I the D R-O-C K motherfucker and you still don't know me

So blow me bitch 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

So let me get what I got comin' and the rest I'm taking

Rock from SoHo to Arizona

I'm an easy rider dreamin' of Wynonna

I roam the country like a Greyhound bus

Put faith in lust and in God I trust

I'm not Peter Pan I don't fuck with fairies

But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries

And Harry Carey couldn't call my game

Fucked 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

Fuck Off

Yeah right in your mother fuckin' ass bitch

With that Detroit city shit ain't ???? we're on the same script

Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock

Yo Slim Shady come break these motherfuckers 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 motherfuckers

Who hate the world as much as each other

And I ain't leaving this party tonight

'Til I see some naked bitches 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 fuck



So when I do 'shrooms you all better give me two rooms

'Cause I'm fuckin' 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



F*ck Off