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Kid Rock, I got the s*x rhymes Kid Rock, I got the s*x rhymes Kid Rock, I got the s*x rhymes All world cla*s Kid Rock, mother f**ker, yo, I ain't no fag I f**k bitches dry, I f**k 'em on the rag Tag their toes, check 'em off my list Hoes get f**ked, they don't get kissed A simplistic pimp getting much respect I'll f**k your mouth and leave your a*s 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 d**k right through your twin cites Around your bends over your curves and a*s Park it in your mouth till I run out of gas Snoop Dog, I got the s*x rhymes Snoop Dog, I got the s*x rhymes Snoop Dog, I got the s*x rhymes All world cla*s It ain't nothing like black pus*y on my d**k Word to your mama and your sister, bitch I play hoes like a mother f**king football game I pull my d**k out and you'll say it's good y'all came Y'all did y'all 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 f**ked 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 d**k where yo mouth at Kid Rock, I got the s*x rhymes Kid Rock, you got the s*x rhymes Snoop, I got the presidential s*x 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 motherf**kin' 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 f**kin' feet flying high Kid Rock Beeped Out? And we thought we do's it the most on the coast Shit we got the s*x 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 f**ked 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, f**k love, it's too racists Smoking it up in too many places Busting a nut in too many bitches faces Well, I'm Kid Rock, got pus*y galore You might get a lot of pus*y, 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 a*s and make you scream for more Pissed off, pissed off Money, hoes, tits and a*ses We got the goods and the bullshit pa*ses We got whatever you need I got ecstasy, I got pounds of weed Money, hoes, tits and a*ses We got the goods and the bullshit pa*ses 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?