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Kid Rock I got the s*x rhymes
Kid Rock I got the s*x rhymes
Kid Rock I got the s*x rhymes
All world cla*s

Kid Rock Mother f***r yo I ain't no fag
I f***k bitches dry I f***k em on the rag
Tag their toes - check em off my list
Hoes get f***ked - They don't get kissed
A simplistic pimp gettin much respect
I'll f***k your mouth and leave your a*s 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 a*s
Park it in your mouth till I run out of gas

Snoop Dog I got the s*x rhymes
Snoop Dog I got the s*x rhymes
Snoop Dog I got the s*x rhymes
All world cla*s

It ain't nothing like black p***y on my dick
Word to your mama and your sister bitch
I play hoes like a mother f***king 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 s***t it's all done with game
I've f***ked 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 s*x rhymes
Kid Rock you got the s*x rhymes
Snoop I got the presidential s*x 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 motherf***kin' 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
S***t 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 f***kin feet flying high
Kid Rock Beeped Out?
And we thought we do's it the most on the coast
S***t we got the s*x rhymes
Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it
Let me see if you got some gangster s***t homey
Cause if you do, I'm gunna kick something for you
A little something like this

Oh s***t some gangster s***t
All I need is a gangster bitch
If gangster s***t is all I kick
I f***ked with a black brown or a white chick
Bitch you can act like you ain't with the s***t
I'm here to strip a bitch and cold pimp a bit
Lookin for love in all the wrong places
Lookin for love - f***k 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 p***y galore
You might get a lot of p***y, I gets much more
Got scores of w****s 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 a*s and make you scream for more
P***d off, p***d off

Money, hoes, t**s and a*ses
We got the goods and the bulls***t pa*ses
We got whatever you need
I got ecstasy
I got pounds of weed

Money, hoes, t**s and a*ses
We got the goods and the bulls***t pa*ses
We got whatever you need
I got ecstasy
I got pounds of weed

Let's do it
Should we do it
Can we do ït

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