Текст (слова) песни: Kid Rock - Early Mornin` Stoned Pimp

This is the true story about mackin
Check it
Times are changin`
Talk about it
More so each year,
But the Early Mornin`
Stoned Pimp is here
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if ya here me yawn
Just drop that top
Come on
Hey hey hey
Well well well well
Hey hey hey
Well well well well

And I be catchin` them northern pike
Like on a ten pound test
Success, never fess, take a guess
I be the early mornin` stoned pimp
Straight limpi,
Boone`s Farm drinkin
At the party big booty pinchin`
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin
Whack MC killin, the fine ho drillin
With the million dollar talent
And the ten cent brain,
Been gone too long, too much cocaine,
But now that I`m back, on the block
I`m ready to rock
Left to right, all night
My game`s tight, I wish you might
Take a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest
Who`ll be the largest, hardest smartest label in town
Top Dog get down
Radio won`t play me, but still I got the kids around
The world goin` Kid Rock crazy
Wicked witches be flyin` on broomsticks
Kid Rock be comin` with the boom boom boom biatch
I from the sticks biatch
Straight from the RO
"Kid Rock I ain`ts no bitch"
Ah, yes you are ho
So quit frontin` like ya don`t know,
When I step straight into the party with my homeboy Tino
"What`s up?"
So get a good look bro
Get a good gander
I`m made in Detroit
but my name aint Stanzler
Spreadin` like a cancer, a virus
While you`re lookin` really gay like fuckin` Billy Ray Cyrus
I`m the highest MC of all time
Got my mind on the D
And the D on my mind
And the line gets drawn when my eyes can`t see
Hit me twice with the Tussin and the morphine IV
I be, what they call an O-G bitch
I`m the motherfuckin` Early Mornin` Stoned Pimp

Now throw your hands in the air and let`s rock y`all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y`all
Just throw your hands in the air and let`s rock y`all
Because the Detroit party don`t stop y`all

Just throw your hands up high, let`s rock y`all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y`all
Just throw your hands up high, let`s rock y`all
Because the Kid Rock party don`t stop y`all

Now I`m the self made mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause
A Lincoln Continental and a Grand Marquis
Rag top, drop down, rollin` on chrome D`s biatch
The purple furs and the gold trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses
And I don`t be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me
Cause I`m a true fuckin` player and I mack like a real G
H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin
Early mornin` stoned pimpin
I been down, been around
>From the bottom to the top
Partyin` down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock
Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I`ll just fuck ya
With the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit
I`m the Early Morning Stoned Pimp
Hey hey hey
Come on yo

Now throw your hands in the air and let`s rock y`all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y`all
Just throw your hands in the air and let`s rock y`all
Because the Detroit party don`t stop y`all

Just throw your hands up high, let`s rock y`all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y`all
Just throw your hands up high, let`s rock y`all
Because the Kid Rock party don`t stop y`all

I`m Joe C bitch
Let me get them digits
I might be a little small hoe
But I aint no god damn midget
So stick it up your ass where the sun don`t shine
I`m verticly challenged, your verticly blind
I`m 3 foot 9, it`s 10 foot long
I`m gonna smack that ass after I pack this bong
I can flow on like all night long
Till the break of dawn
Till the early morn
I`m a thorn in your side
Can you feel me stickin
80 pills a day bitch, I aint bullshittin
So groove baby groove baby call your momma
I`m like Charlie Hooker girl

I got the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama

Ridin` around the neighborhood
Me and Kid Rock were up to no good
With the boogie drama
With your leather miniskirt and we got some wine
Playin` the radio ya look so fine
With the boogie drama
Well, Well, Well, baby
With the boogie drama
Let`s get funky, that`s my job
Punchin` 9 to 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12
Day in and day out
Let`s get funky
Come on everybody
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Kid Rock - Early Mornin` Stoned Pimp This is the true story about mackin Check it Times are changin` Talk about it More so each year, But the Early Mornin` Stoned Pimp is here So let it rain, and let the guitar rock And if ya here me yawn Just drop that top Come on Hey hey hey Well well well well Hey hey hey Well well well well And I be catchin` them northern pike Like on a ten pound test Success, never fess, take a guess I be the early mornin` stoned pimp Straight limpi, Boone`s Farm drinkin At the party big booty pinchin` Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the fine ho drillin With the million dollar talent And the ten cent brain, Been gone too long, too much cocaine, But now that I`m back, on the block I`m ready to rock Left to right, all night My game`s tight, I wish you might Take a bite Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product Fresh from the harvest Who`ll be the largest, hardest smartest label in town Top Dog get down Radio won`t play me, but still I got the kids around The world goin` Kid Rock crazy Wicked witches be flyin` on broomsticks Kid Rock be comin` with the boom boom boom biatch I from the sticks biatch Straight from the RO "Kid Rock I ain`ts no bitch" Ah, yes you are ho So quit frontin` like ya don`t know, When I step straight into the party with my homeboy Tino "What`s up?" So get a good look bro Get a good gander I`m made in Detroit but my name aint Stanzler Spreadin` like a cancer, a virus While you`re lookin` really gay like fuckin` Billy Ray Cyrus I`m the highest MC of all time Got my mind on the D And the D on my mind And the line gets drawn when my eyes can`t see Hit me twice with the Tussin and the morphine IV I be, what they call an O-G bitch I`m the motherfuckin` Early Mornin` Stoned Pimp Now throw your hands in the air and let`s rock y`all Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y`all Just throw your hands in the air and let`s rock y`all Because the Detroit party don`t stop y`all Just throw your hands up high, let`s rock y`all Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y`all Just throw your hands up high, let`s rock y`all Because the Kid Rock party don`t stop y`all Now I`m the self made mack on a mountain on Mars Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause A Lincoln Continental and a Grand Marquis Rag top, drop down, rollin` on chrome D`s biatch The purple furs and the gold trim glasses I only bust the fat asses And I don`t be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me Cause I`m a true fuckin` player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin Early mornin` stoned pimpin I been down, been around >From the bottom to the top Partyin` down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya Or if you wanna get your freak on, I`ll just fuck ya With the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit I`m the Early Morning Stoned Pimp Hey hey hey Come on yo Now throw your hands in the air and let`s rock y`all Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y`all Just throw your hands in the air and let`s rock y`all Because the Detroit party don`t stop y`all Just throw your hands up high, let`s rock y`all Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y`all Just throw your hands up high, let`s rock y`all Because the Kid Rock party don`t stop y`all I`m Joe C bitch Let me get them digits I might be a little small hoe But I aint no god damn midget So stick it up your ass where the sun don`t shine I`m verticly challenged, your verticly blind I`m 3 foot 9, it`s 10 foot long I`m gonna smack that ass after I pack this bong I can flow on like all night long Till the break of dawn Till the early morn I`m a thorn in your side Can you feel me stickin 80 pills a day bitch, I aint bullshittin So groove baby groove baby call your momma I`m like Charlie Hooker girl I got the boogie drama With the boogie drama With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Ridin` around the neighborhood Me and Kid Rock were up to no good With the boogie drama With your leather miniskirt and we got some wine Playin` the radio ya look so fine With the boogie drama Well, Well, Well, baby With the boogie drama Let`s get funky, that`s my job Punchin` 9 to 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12 Day in and day out Let`s get funky Come on everybody With the boogie drama With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Нравится песня? 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