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Kid Rock, I got the sex
Kid Rock, I got the sex
Kid Rock, I got the sex
All class

Kid Rock, mother fucker, yo, I no fag
I bitches dry, I fuck 'em on the rag
Tag their toes, 'em off my list
Hoes get fucked, they don't get

A simplistic pimp getting much
I'll your mouth and leave your ass in debt
Jet set the on your world perks
Just to you how a real pimp works

Remove your shirt, show me titties
I'll drive my dick through your twin cites
Around bends over your curves and ass
Park it in mouth till I run out of gas

Dog, I got the sex rhymes
Snoop Dog, I got the sex
Snoop Dog, I got the sex
All class

It ain't nothing like black on my dick
Word to mama and your sister, bitch
I play like a mother fucking football game
I my dick out and you'll say it's good y'all came

did y'all thing, worked a nigga front to back
In the Clinton Presidential Cadillac
We smoked a sack, the bitches handle that
Blew out my and left no stain

I can't complain, it's all done with game
I've fucked so many hoes, I can't their name
But it ain't about that bitch, I doubt that
Just the lights out and put my dick where yo mouth at

Kid Rock, I got the sex
Kid Rock, you got the sex
Snoop, I got the presidential sex
My

I'm on a jet out of JFK
the Beck's and feeling A Okay
Looked the aisle and who did I see
Bill motherfuckin' Clinton sittin' to me

We it talked had a couple of laughs
The walked up and asked us for our autographs
I thought I was gave her two free shirts
Bill stuck fingers up in her skirt

So, I stuck five and made ten
two roosters and only one hen
Billy winked at me, it was all too
We tag that freak at 30,000 feet

Yeah, 30,000 mother feet flying high
Kid Beeped Out?
And we thought we it the most on the coast
Shit we got the sex

Hold it, hold it, hold it, it
Let me see if you got gangster shit homey
'Cause if you do, I'm gunna something for you
A little something like

Oh shit,, gangster shit
All I need is a gangster
If shit is all I kick
I fucked with a black brown or a chick

Bitch, you can act like you ain't the shit
I'm to strip a bitch and cold pimp a bit
for love in all the wrong places
Lookin' for love, fuck love, it's too

Smoking it up in too many
Busting a nut in too bitches faces

Well, I'm Kid Rock, got galore
You might get a lot of pussy, I gets more
Got scores of whores and macks what's up
You's a player, nope, I'm a flat out

Got you came for, yes indeed
and a sea of weed
Got a to plant in your field of crap
I'll wear a cowboy hat and be your Jack

You can hold my sack while I pack bag
You can rub my back I tack a keg
One leg on the dash and one on the
I'll pop a cork in your ass and make you for more
Pissed off, off

Money, hoes, and asses
We got the goods and the passes
We got you need
I got ecstasy, I got pounds of

Money, hoes, tits and
We got the goods and the passes
We got whatever you
I got ecstasy, I got of weed

do it
we do it?
Can we do it?