What's my name? Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock What's my name? Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock What's my name? Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Ahh... I'm here and it's clear I'm gonna flow so yo black Just get on up or yo get the bozak Cause it ain't Kojak or Dr. Suess It's the kid muther fucker and I'm gonna get loose Cause I got the juice to spruce and get nice and So enticin strong like a bison Ruff like brandy and no one knows That I got more riffs than Randy Rhoads Smash, slash and when I trash I bash I get ill I chill but u don't know the half I trip I rip and though I think I'm slick I'm nothin but a funky country hick But I still get down with a sound that pumps And u can hear me from the trucks and the trunks that bump Never been questioned by the F.B.I Although I've tried every method just to get high L.S.D. is what I'm trippin on And O.E. bitch is what I'm sippin on A big fat booty's what I'm grippin on But for now I'm gonna rock and keep rippin on Down to the muther fuckin A.M. As I co pump and jump and keep the crowd in mayhem No pain on gain...Now c'mon y'all and tell me what's my name Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Come on, Come on Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock What's my name? Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Sing that shit Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Uhh..I said what's my name? Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Now break it down like this 3 sheets to the wind is the state I'm in Half off the wagon with my feet draggin Taggin hoes gettin lots of trim Gettin jocks and props for all the spots I rock I'm true I'm blue like Captain Kangaroo And for the few who knew yo I'm a bang for you Cause the Kid Rock ain't no bitch yo And I ain't no radio wanna get rich hoe So count my props you can't get with me and fuck all You cops You ain't shit to me But hoes with guns playin hard for fun So stay off my dick cause I ain't the one For anyone tryin to bust me up You better chill with that tryin to fuck me up And if you're talkin shit I'm gonna shut ya up And all ya wacked D.J.'s I'm gonna cut ya up Cause I don't give a fuck about no one And when I wax I tax and that's just how it goes son Yo I ain't no sucker Cause I'm the kid.."rock muther fucker" Straight from Mo-town and I won't slow down I cease and the cheese M.C,'s I moe down And I show no shame cause I'm down for mine Now tell me what's my name Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Come on bitch, what's my name? Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock Come on Come on Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock I said what's my name? Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
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