Lyrics:
Jail getting knocked off nigga
The bezel and the band rocked off nigga
So my body temperature rise if I
Take my watch off nigga
I'm the boy you should
I'm going big so I can't do no little
I feed my dogs so I can't give em kibble
I let my pain out on these instrumentals
I get these bands it get me
No, you're never gonna get it
Never ever gonna get it (no, not this time)
No, you're never gonna get it (my love)
Never ever gonna get it
No
can’t kill love
No I can’t kill love
So I’m talking bout my bands bands bands
Fall in love with bands bands bands
If I talk to ya better talk about
that be, you're growing up so fucking fast
And a bit off topic here, but I love your fucking laugh
And I'm gonna be sad when you enlist like Dan
But
She gonna do it cause I said so
Baby I’m a mack and I pour it slow
Run it up bitch
I’m with my whole clique
Me and Cartier
Running up ten bands
together (c'mon)
No matter where he goes, I'll be thinkin' of him
I'm gonna love him, I'm gonna love him
Yo, this nigga lookin' like love, no doubt
Hollywood... tell me something: have you ever met Davey Jones? or Bobby Sherman?
No.. no, I ..
I mean... David Cassady, he's so...
Jimmy Greenspoon, once I
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again
I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame? I don't really know
But my game's so tight I
Think I'm gonna go
No, you're never gonna get it
Never ever gonna get it (no, not this time)
No, you're never gonna get it (my love)
Never ever gonna get it
No
all right, I'm gonna sit right here on the pier
And watch you go right on down."
So the Titanic she sails on out into the North Sea,
She's out
I don't even fucking want her
Aye, aye, what it really do
I be stacking up my bands put that on my crew
Why you talking like you out here getting
eight u swear on mamas head
Nine, ten stop the count my love no go ever end
We gonna choke em all
just like rubber bands
One, two, three… i 4foh for you
hundreds
Bitch, I'm in a 600
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Bitch, I'm in a 600
I want an all black Benz without no tints
So you can see the gold
say Ouu your love is so bright
No, I can't leave you alone till I feel your touch touch touch aye let's go
Let me tell you everything's gonna be okay
Gah-gah-gah-hah
Gah-gah-gah-brrrah
(I just spent 10 bands at Gucci-Gucci, yeah)
Gah-gah-gah-grah
(I just spent 10 bands at Gucci-Gucci, hah)
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame I don't really know
But my game's so tight I think I'm gonna go
k official
What's the issue
Niggas knowing how I'm pimping
I got bad bitches with me
For them bands she'll get you
I'm just saying
Ain't no shrooms in
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
'em by the collar eating out of our hand
When someone in the crowd say, "Hey man
Don't you know any rap songs?
No, no, NO, We're the Band
We're
baby? Well, I'm industry, too
So fuck on your calls and fuck everything else
I love you, baby girl, like nothing else
I'm the one that you think you
the gang
So you know hustlers is working
Tonight I wanna hit the strip club
Go throw bands
Ima twist some up
Get focused
In the vip seen something
Im
wanted some bands
I knew you for so long you did me wrong
You knew I’m demon ain’t never gonna stop
I been focused worrying these stocks
I knew you out
cry
Is it something I said
Or is it just a lie?
Ah, is it just a lie?
I try so hard to love you
Some things take time and shame
I think
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