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Kid Rock an' I got all the hoes sayin':] Fuck me baby, Kid Rock come fuck me baby 
Fuck me baby, fuck me baby all night long 
Fuck me baby, Kid Rock come fuck me baby 
Fuck me baby, fuck me 'til the break of dawn 

And while your out gangbangin' 
tryin to catch a murder case 
Your ho's on my couch 
gettin' fucked in the face 
Bumpin' to the bass of the old school rap jams 
This ain't tennis, 
but yo I'll use my backhand 
On any grown man who tries to check Rock 
I wanna headbang, I gotta hip-hop 
Cause I'm a stick with what got me paid 
Lickin' that coochie with the high-top fade 
Im self-made like Henry Ford 
I'm on this mic but it feels like I been here before 
I want more then the next man 
Respect, plus the cash, big checks 
And mack on hoes like Rudy Ray 
Cause a reach around just sounds so gay 
I don't even swing that way 
I told you hoes before I'm the K 
I to the D, R-O-C-K'in 
Rhyme sayin, guitar playin' 
Turntables spinnin' at a basement jam 
No fame, no money, but you wouldn't understand 
What its like to be so real 
You got the beats, and the rhymes, 
but you ain't got no feel 
I don't need the fancy music to make mine 
Just a beat and a funky-ass bass line 
Drop a couple cuts on this track 
8 tracks to the mutherfuckin' wax 
So why you're makin' records that don't recoup 
I'm in the house gettin' paid like Snoop 

Kid Rock and I got all the hoes sayin': 
Fuck me baby, Kid Rock come fuck me baby 
Fuck me baby, fuck me baby all night long 
Fuck me baby, Kid Rock come fuck me baby 
Fuck me baby, fuck me til the break of dawn... ...yeah all night long 

I want my khakis washed, starched, and creased 
I want a order of fries with a side of grease 
I wish for peace throughout this land 
I want the whole fuckin world in my hand 
I want a band like the U.S. funk mob 
See I can rap I don't have to lay sod 
Just ta make ends meet 
October 31st, yellin' 'Trick-or-treat' 
'Oh arent you a little old to be trickin' 
You see my mask and bag, bitch, I ain't bull shittin 
Hittin homeruns like Rusty Staub 
I'm kinda anal, cause I ain't no fuckin slob 
I'm the cradle thats able ta rock any format 
But still I'm labled, and treated like a doormat 
Where's the whores at 
West side, hoes like cars so I ride em for a test drive 
I'm like a pringle, I wont go soft 
I got a new jingle I'm about to go off 
Hey ho check it out, I really like to turn you out 
And if you'de be good to me, I'll yodel in your valley 
Kid Rock ain't nothin' nice 
Got the soft porn boomin' with the beans and rice 
Got a head full of lice cause I'm a such a scum 
Got a pocket-full of money, but I'm dressed like a bum 
Got a business mind so if I lose the funk 
I'll still be in the house gettin' paid like Trump 

Kid Rock and I got all the hoes sayin': 
Fuck me baby, Kid Rock come fuck me baby 
Fuck me baby, fuck me baby all night long 
Fuck me baby, Kid Rock come fuck me baby 
Fuck me baby, fuck me til the break of dawn 
Oh yeah, come on come on baby, all night long 
Fuck me baby, fuck me baby 
Come on, come on, come on