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Uh, who are you, who are you
Well I`m the punk with the pump in the back of my pack How you step Rock (I step in stride) I step across stage with my nuts in my hand Them punks wanna front cause I got my own band God damn I`m the man with the helly buzz And my shit don`t stink like Eli`s does I`m a pleasure girls, man, from what I heard Nah mah, I kicked that bitch to the curb I don`t really need to be tied down I`m a ramblin` man, and I`m platinum bound Me too, rolled my crew, I thought you knew .16 is what I blew I bet that set you straight, that illegal action Fuck that, I still roll with a forty in my lap Back in second grade I carried a lunch box Turned twenty-one, stated smokin` crack pots Snortin` that D by the dime Wish I could slow down, I`m ahead of my time I`m the Krack, I`m the Krack I`m the Krack, Krack, Krack I`m the Krack, bitch, my last dime`s what I`m bettin` I`m up in the casino with a flash like Stetson Girls all stare, they gawk, they sneer So I grab me a bitch and I slapped her in the rear My living room is the place I`m hangin` out Young tight pussies is the shit I`m bangin` out I`m sick of livin` in these perplexed times That`s why I kick these motherfuckin` sex rhymes I`m headin` down south, uh I`m headin` down south, check it out I`m headin` down, headin` down Hip, hip, hip, hip, diggin` exactly where you go I`m headin` down south on a dusty path I got a cool ass buzz and an empty flask Ass on the wagon and they think I`m all soft But I don`t give a fuck, I`m trippin` my balls off Up in the crackhouse tunin` them rocks off Ho`s come around and we be knockin` the box top Knocked out, knocked up, and all that shit Hot wax, sweaty spot, lickin` spit from your clit Everything that gets old, it gets over rated Old to me just means out dated I`m the Kid Rock, fuck all that sixties shit Take Woodstock and shove it up your momma`s clit Oh shit, and there it is I get a lot of pussy cause I`m in showbiz Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house I wished for a kiss and your mom popped out Put her hands on her flop and started eyeing me So I smacked the old bitch with my flying D That`s when I said man I gotta get a grip and Looked at the TV, realised I was trippin` And you don`t stop, uh, uh, uh, uh It ain`t no party like a Detroit party Cause a Detroit party don`t stop It ain`t no party like a Detroit party Cause a Detroit party don`t stop It ain`t no party like a Detroit party Cause a Detroit party don`t stop I said it ain`t no party like a Detroit party Cause a Detroit party don`t stop, uh
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