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Kid Rock

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