Lyrics:
Getting loaded
Riding around
Big chief-in a Doskey pound
In a Chevy truck
Tipping down
I'm just riding through the city
Clearing shit up off my mind
Blowing
I was headed down to the record store in my brand new Volkswagen fox
I had just installed a new stereo with a CD player that rocks
I was gonna buy
the samples stack when I'm in
You'll never know what it is, pick it out from the back
When I flip it, that's it, the boss can't get it at all
If the rock
"welcome to the party"
Well my name's Kid Rock I'm a Capricorn
Detroit's city where I was born
When I was young I knew I'd always be
A super live body
to the party"
Well my name's Kid Rock I'm a Capricorn
Detroit's city where I was born
When I was young I knew I'd always be
A super live body rockin' MC
bitch is givin' me a tour around the city
Got Lil' Kv and A.C.E. in the background with me
Yeah, they gon' rock
Call P.K. and he gon' slide
Ebony
rock it non-stop
Represent, show love every time we drop
Cash in for the wins, my man, he likes skins
CL, he's back up on the block
We the hottest thing
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
through cities and across the land.
War Correspondent 1:
Now you hear the roar of the bombers, they’re approaching now in from the sun right high above
Don't need no mistletoe
I kiss her by the creek on an old Jon boat
It ain't a silent night
Throwin' em back by the fire side
There ain't
City lights,
In church dressed in cordoroy ties
Now I'm grown up and been married four times
Besides, I'm just a sight for soar eyes
Brick city, known pop
around it
All these women doin' my head in, don't need the baggage
I got my connect, he went Ramis, pick up a package
Laughin' to the bank, four by
I wanna boom bang bang with your body yo (Mohombi, Marshall)
We're gonna rough it up before we take it slow
Girl, lemme rock you, rock you like
the slimmies in the cities that I rock
Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya
Or if you want to get your freak on, I'll just fuck ya
With the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh,
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
the veins clogged, been screwing my whole life time to hang rock
At home where I write my shit, my days are counted so I gotta life to live
I do right by
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
And 4 seaters
I'm a different breed
Watched
Mad niggas bleed
We was teens
2012
City got different
We stopped shooting that rock
And niggas started getting
And I be lovin' all the ladies that got dick on they mind
From the windy city down to the dirty south
Like Luda you know I beat that shit by the (word
I'm in love wit that
Chocolate City
Lock her down if I want to give her no bail love on my cool Jay
Nigga rock bells who before me bust it down like
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
booty girl
I feel like Papi da Vinci
Pop a perc take a sip
Why you coughin off that hit
Play wit u Nintendo six
Always keep four in my clique
I can't lie
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