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KID ROCK lyrics : "Fuck Off"

A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa pu- pu - $#&@in puffs (*##$
It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock %#@!
I'm on top (*##$ and rock for tricks

Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips
I get all the money #~!!@ falls like rain
Been gettin laid and paid that's why I never complain

If I ain't in it for the money, I'm in it for the P
It's 1998 yo and you still can't $#&@ with me
You don't be $#&@in with the blue eye

$#&@in with my 2-5 hope your $#&@in $$# like my shoe size
I got a new vibe, kinda like voodoo
You do what we say and we'll do what we want to

We're $#&@in up your city and we're $#&@in up your progam
$#&@in all your (*##$es we don't $#&@in give a god damn
Twisted Brown gets down with no $$#istance

We won't quit until we're banned from existence
Persistance pays if that holds true
Then I'm a buy this $#&@in planet before the time I'm through

I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no fakin
So I'm gonna get what I got coming and the rest I'm takin
I'm shakin like Jerry Lee Lewis and %#@!

You act like a mother$#&@er's new at this %#@!
But I've been true to this %#@! given my heart and soul
Been shinin like a diamond but gettin passed as coal


So $#&@ Off
Yeah


With my pants half hangin off my $$# and %#@!
Bowl filled with hash pockets stuffed with cash

I be the mushroom trippin sippin shots of Jack
Cause the kids don't listen gettin lots of flack
I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and

The ten karat Kid with my triggers @@#!in
The K the I the D R O C K mother$#&@er and you still don't know
me

So blow me (*##$ I don't rock for cancer
I rock for the cash and the topless dancers
Don't have no answers so pass the joint

I'm just paid in full and made in Detroit
I ride like Setta in the Indy five
And get live with that which get's me high

Strive for perfection this much is true
We do what we say you say what we do
Kid Rock I couldn't be no Bozo

And I get too much P to ever be no homo
Rock from So Ho to Arizona
I'm an easy rider dreamin of Wynonna

I roam the country like a Greyhound bus
Put faith in lust and in God I trust
I'm not Peter Pan I don't $#&@ with fairies

But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries
And Harry Carey couldn't call my game
$#&@ed so many hoes I'm in the hall of fame

And I show no shame from coast to coast
I don't mean to brag, but I like to boast


$#&@ Off

Yeah right in your mother $#&@in $$# (*##$

With that Detroit city %#@! ain't %#@! switched We're on the
same script
Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock

Yo Slim Shady come break these mother $#&@ers off

Yo tell the world to hold their breath they're breathing the

wrong air
This planet belongs to me and this hippy with long hair
Two white boys who spike punch and light joints

Hang around drugs loud music and like noise
Slim Shady and Brown Trucker another bunch of mother $#&@ers
Who hate the world as much as each other

And I ain't leaving this party tonight
Till I see some naked (*##$es dancin around drunk touchin each
other

Rum and Pepsi got your perception of me sketchy
Cause when I stage dive people are scared to catch me
Cause all I do is curse and $#&@
So when I do shrooms you all better give me two rooms
Cause I'm $#&@in the first one up

So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars
Cause you know I'm losin it when I'm rappin to rock guitars
This is for children who break rules
People that straight fool
And ever single teenager that hates school


$#&@ Off

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