• Kid Rock & Snoop Dogg "WCSR" lyrics

Kid rock i got the sex rhymes Kid rock i got the sex rhymes Kid rock i got the sex rhymes All world class Kid rock mother fucker yo i ain't no fag I fuck bitches dry i fuck em on the rag Tag their toes - check em off my list Hoes get fucked - they don't get kissed A simplistic pimp gettin much respect I'll fuck your mouth and leave your ass 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 ass Park it in your mouth till i run out of gas Snoop dog i got the sex rhymes Snoop dog i got the sex rhymes Snoop dog i got the sex rhymes All world class It ain't nothing like black pussy on my dick Word to your mama and your sister bitch I play hoes like a mother fucking 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 shit it's all done with game I've fucked 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 sex rhymes Kid rock you got the sex rhymes Snoop i got the presidential sex 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 motherfuckin' 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 Shit 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 fuckin feet flying high Kid rock beeped out? And we thought we do's it the most on the coast Shit we got the sex rhymes Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it Let me see if you got some gangster shit homey Cause if you do, i'm gunna kick something for you A little something like this Oh shit some gangster shit All i need is a gangster bitch If gangster shit is all i kick I fucked with a black brown or a white chick Bitch you can act like you ain't with the shit I'm here to strip a bitch and cold pimp a bit Lookin for love in all the wrong places Lookin for love - fuck 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 pussy galore You might get a lot of pussy, i gets much more Got scores of whores 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 ass and make you scream for more Pissed off, pissed off Money, hoes, tits and asses We got the goods and the bullshit passes We got whatever you need I got ecstasy I got pounds of weed Money, hoes, tits and asses We got the goods and the bullshit passes We got whatever you need I got ecstasy I got pounds of weed Let's do it Should we do it Can we do it

• ode to the old school

Well my name's Kid Rock I'm a Capricorn And Detroit's city where I was born When I was young I knew I'd always be A super live body rockin mc I'm TNT I'm dynamite And I'm gonna rock this party all damn night I've got the gift of gab I can walk the walk I became an mc when I learned to talk Sayin goo-goo ga-ga I gotta lotta time to eat mc like pirhana I'm a pro at this, yeah the ultimate Cause I don't spit, my rap too quick I'm the ladies pick all around the world But I only got eyes for just one girl I don't twirl like a ballarena I roll through town and I rock arenas I may seem a little under age But at least I am not underpaid I'm one of kind, here to shock your mind And I will serve no rhymes, before their time The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same Who's to blame I don't really know But my game's so tight I think I'm gonna go pro So here we go here, here we go I'm gonna rock it up high, then rock it down low From the floor to the ceiling to the living room Cause people like to hear my base go boom Boom, b-boom, boom, b-boom, boom, boom, boom Prrrii, boom, boom, ba boom, boom, boom The one two three the three two one Don't stop me know I've just begun Don't cut me down don't start no fight Or I'll put my foot in your ass tonight I'm outta sight, like the planet Mars And when I set my sights I shoot for stars I don't like small cars or real big women But somehow I always find myself in em I'm a hidden gem, a rollin stone I'm a one man band with a microphone Here to make you shake and move your body So come on in and welcome to the party It ain't nothing but a party, hey From the early evening till break of day So step this way and let your mind be free And by the way, welcome to the party Uh, uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (What's up) Can I do my thing Can I have a little something to say right here Oh yeah, go ahead baby I'm a real live show and you can watch me throw I'm the M to the L and I'll let ya know Alize is too sweet and beer will make ya fat I've got a pound of dank and a gallon of Cognaic I'm all of that and a bag of chips Fuck it I'm the whole damn party mix I'm the chick that seems all that classy You can't party with me or you can kiss my ass It ain't nothing but a party, hey From the early evening to the break of day So step this way and let your mind be free And by the way, welcome to the party Haha, hey Grandmaster Bob that old school shit's fresh But uh let's rock some of that fuckin 1998 Kid Rock shit bro I'm an Irish lad, but don't call me Clancy I'm a rock it for Dixie to suit your fancy Rock your pants off and party my dick off People want to know when's the tour gonna kick off I'm no rip off, it's all original Not too political a little cynical About the fakes and squakers that talk a lot of ca-ca I know a lot of chicks that like to call me poppa Don't start drama, macks in the bahamas Rock on the dance floor to din dada Cause I'm a player that you love to hate Got your girl suckin dick on video tape I like pussy, suckin on titties Fucked a lot of different bitches from a bunch of different cities Kid Rock and I'm the same old fool I'll tell ya drop your boyfriend then drop outta high school I got a whirlpool, don't even ask Lickin pussy underwater shootin bubbles up your ass I'm so crass that I'm the last of my kind Me, Slick Willie in the DC Shrine, Uh Sometimes I rhyme just for kicks Forget the bullshit and bust like this I don't steal from the rich and give to the poor I take from my bitches and give it to my whores What up I'm saying everybody You get fucked up and I'll rock the party Rock the party