Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes

Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes

Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes

All world class



Kid Rock Mother fucker yo I ain't no fag

I fuck bitches dry I fuck em on the rag

Tag their toes - check em off my list

Hoes get fucked - They don't get kissed

A simplistic pimp gettin much respect

I'll fuck your mouth and leave your ass in debt

Jet set the country on your world perks

Just to show you how a real pimp works

Remove your shirt - show me them titties

I'll drive my dick right through your twin cites

Around your bends over your curves and ass

Park it in your mouth till I run out of gas



Snoop Dog I got the sex rhymes

Snoop Dog I got the sex rhymes

Snoop Dog I got the sex rhymes

All world class



It ain't nothing like black pussy on my dick

Word to your mama and your sister bitch

I play hoes like a mother fucking football game

I pull my dick out and you'll say it's good ya'll came

Ya'll did ya'll thing - worked a nigga front to back

In the Bill Clinton Presidential Cadillac

We smoked a sack - the bitches couldn't handle that

Blew out my brains and left no stain

I can't complain shit it's all done with game

I've fucked so many hoes I can't remember their name

But it ain't about that - Bitch I really doubt that

Just turn the lights out and put my dick where yo mouth at



Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes

Kid Rock you got the sex rhymes

Snoop I got the presidential sex rhymes

My nigga



I'm on a private jet out of JFK

Sippin' the Beck's - And feeling A Okay

Looked across the aisle and who did I see

Bill motherfuckin' Clinton sittin' next to me

We kicked it talked had a couple of laughs

The stewardess walked up and asked us for our autographs

I thought I was mackin' gave her two free shirts

Bill stuck five fingers up in her skirt

So, I stuck five and that made ten

Shit two roosters and only one hen

Billy winked at me - It was all too sweet

We tag teamed that freak at 30,000 feet



Yeah - 30,000 mother fuckin feet flying high

Kid Rock Beeped Out?

And we thought we do's it the most on the coast

Shit we got the sex rhymes

Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it

Let me see if you got some gangster shit homey

Cause if you do, I'm gunna kick something for you

A little something like this



Oh shit some gangster shit

All I need is a gangster bitch

If gangster shit is all I kick

I fucked with a black brown or a white chick

Bitch you can act like you ain't with the shit

I'm here to strip a bitch and cold pimp a bit

Lookin for love in all the wrong places

Lookin for love - fuck love it's too racists

Smokin it up in too many places

Bustin a nut in too many bitches faces



Well I'm Kid Rock

got pussy galore

You might get a lot of pussy, I gets much more

Got scores of whores and macks knows what's up

You's a player

Nope I'm a flat out slut

Got what you came for - yes indeed

Ecstasy and a sea of weed

Got a seed to plant in your field of crap

I'll wear a cowboy hat and be your farmer Jack

You can hold my sack while I pack your bag

You can rub my back while I tack a keg

One leg on the dash and one on the floor

I'll pop a cork in your ass and make you scream for more

Pissed off, pissed off



Money, hoes, tits and asses

We got the goods and the bullshit passes

We got whatever you need

I got ecstasy

I got pounds of weed



Money, hoes, tits and asses

We got the goods and the bullshit passes

We got whatever you need

I got ecstasy

I got pounds of weed



Let's do it

Should we do it

Can we do it