"WSCR"(feat. Snoop Dogg)
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 $#&@er yo I ain't no !@$)
I $#&@ (*##$es dry I $#&@ em on the rag
Tag their toes - check em off my list

Hoes get $#&@ed - They don't get kissed
A simplistic pimp gettin much respect
I'll $#&@ your mouth and leave your $$# 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 !@%$

I'll drive my dick right through your twin cites
Around your bends over your curves and $$#
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 #~!!@ on my dick
Word to your mama and your sister (*##$
I play hoes like a mother $#&@ing 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 ^!$$% front to back
In the Bill Clinton Presidential Cadillac

We smoked a sack - the (*##$es couldn't handle that
Blew out my brains and left no stain
I can't complain %#@! it's all done with game

I've $#&@ed so many hoes I can't remember their name
But it ain't about that - (*##$ 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 ^!$$%


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 mother$#&@in' 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

%#@! 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 $#&@in feet flying high
Kid Rock Beeped Out?

And we thought we do's it the most on the coast
%#@! we got the sex rhymes
Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it

Let me see if you got some gangster %#@! homey
Cause if you do, I'm gunna kick something for you
A little something like this


Oh %#@! some gangster %#@!
All I need is a gangster (*##$

If gangster %#@! is all I kick
I $#&@ed with a black brown or a white chick
(*##$ you can act like you ain't worth a %#@!

I'm here to strip a (*##$ and cold pimp a bit
Lookin for love in all the wrong places
Lookin for love - $#&@ love it's too racists

Smokin it up in too many places
Bustin a nut in too many (*##$es faces


Well I'm Kid Rock
got #~!!@ galore
You might get a lot of #~!!@, I gets much more
Got scores of !@^%s and macks knows what's up
You's a player

Nope I'm a flat out !@#%
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 $$# and make you scream for more
Crystal


Money, hoes, tits and $$#es
We got the goods and the bull%#@! passes
We got whatever you need
I got ecstasy

I got pounds of weed

Money, hoes, tits and $$#es
We got the goods and the bull%#@! 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