Lyrics:
evening to the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock can I do my
evening to the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock can I do my
be alone
The second, that she was gone
I was beckoned by my brethren
Then my head spinned like (buzz)
Tech went to be a grown
A complex gent, that see
the mortician, you know that shovel is on me
To put em in the earth, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I'm all about the Benjy's
But that bring jealousy and envy
and some old Hank
Let's get this thing started
It's my kinda party
You wanna drink
Go baby, just do your thing
Give up your keys
Hell, why drive when
closer to sunrise
Now we're layin' side by side
I wanna tell you what's on my-
On my mind
You just got me started
And I don't think I can stop it
futile i know i'm gonna do it like
Wendy Carlos
dance like step up even when my funds are low
i want Jack Black kiss me over Jack Harlow
feel like
Wendy
辦派對 找 DJ
用節奏開啟這美麗的 sunny day
沒有人能阻擋我
天天開心沒有錯
Friends by my side
每個我都愛
珍惜你所擁有的人我都真心相待
彼此的路途上有人相伴
有苦也有甜那都精彩
所以我們 party(We do it all night)
接著
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
You keep it on and shockin' the place
Well I'm M.C.A. I got nothing to prove
Pay attention my intention is
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
medicate
It's up to you to determinate what my verses say
It's uncut, young buck, we don't perforate
I gotta question is there heaven for the reverend
Are
don't wanna be right
You want to be on, to peak on the chart
So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault
Went down by the old courthouse
Stumbling through the streets
Had to get out of the house
Had to use my feet
And you may not think much of me
Yeah
This one is a special dedication
To all my brethren and sisterhood
In O' town
Standing in solidarity for the new generation
Eh eh!
Oh yeah
Oh..
youngin' in my other room, fuckin up my sheets
She tell 'em boy don't grab my hair because you're fuckin up my weave
I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy
All
everything she could
To keep me off the rails, I wish she never had to get my garments
From the jumble sale, I bet you don't remember
And I bet you think
way past quarter to three (I said Hands Up!)
I'm good in the V.I.P. I got my hammer right here with me (I said Hands Up!)
You know when you party with
your body, hey
Keep it jumpin' like a party, hey
Come on everybody were gonna do it my way
It's a G thang, hey
Came to party till the break of dawn
"Stick Up Kid"
Rolling in my 2-door Monte Carlo
Looking for somebody I can borrow
5 or 10 dollars 'til tomorrow
I'm doing bad ya'll uh-uhn
I
outside
We getting drunk she wanna be outside
Don't wanna go home we staring at the sky
The night is young she live by the statement
Back in the car we
an o†ter
Fuck Cancer
Angry I am again
Am I happy if I tell a friend?
Nappy headed like all of my brethren
And Ain’t nobody ever comin better than
Come again
Go to another party
Oh, I'll fly away to a neighborin' state
I don't care what my friends say
We'll dance and sing till broad daylight
I won't
She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my ring
Why don't you mind your own business?
(Mind your own business)
Well, if you mind your business,
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