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Lay It on Me Kid Rock El DeBarge I'm livin' more like Lemmy Benny and The Jets is Hot But you ain't never met a motherfucker like Kid Rock And Twisted Brown Trucker's like a loaded gun We're the band That other bands Johnny Cash Kid Rock I like the French braids in your hair And them faded blue jeans that you wear I like to watch you shoot your guns And I like the way you love having fun, oh baby I like the way you turn me on Just like I got one for ya Kid Rock and minks and shrimp dinners on the bayou Thems are things that I ain't gonna buy you It's like one of them freak things Hit it once maybe every couple week things I got no love, I got no riches Collide (Feat. Sheryl Crow, Bob Seger On Piano) Kid Rock You’re no angel, I’m no saint, if we were We wouldn’t be in this place tonight Lost and lonely, scared and confused We both have a past, nothing to lose, tonight Well it cuts like a knife these Freestyle Rhyme Kid Rock Freestyle Rhyme Kid Rock, i'm gonna rock the house biatch It goes, 1 for the trebble, and 2 for the bass And the blue eyed devils gonna rock this place Cause i dont give a damn what ya label Prodigal Son Kid Rock cheap women and wine cause money, money, money ain't shit to me, but I gotta make a lot just to be free I'm here and I'm there I'm Kid Rock bitch and I'm everywhere I'm here and I'm there I'm Desperate-Rado Kid Rock Desperate-Rado Back in the muther fuckin saddle, my six shooter strapped and I'm lookin for a battle Out on the plains I'm just a loner, my saddle horn rubs right and yo it's givin me a boner Paid Kid Rock Paid Kid Rock and i got all the hoes sayin "fuck me baby, Kid Rock come fuck me baby fuck me baby, fuck me baby, all night long fuck me baby, Kid Rock come fuck me baby fuck me baby, fuck me till Rock Bottom Blues Kid Rock Rock Bottom Blues - Kid Rock (키드 록) A moonshine shuffle in a crowded space A hog-tied hustle with a driving bass Some full throttle, half bottle, high saddle rhythm and blues Come on now try it, Killin Brain Cells Kid Rock Kid rock that's right you know I'm back ho From the dead where I had to lay low Seems strange but I ain't changed nothing Pot smokin' beer drinkin' mother fucker that's me In the flesh and Rock With You Jay-Kid Girl, close your eyes Let that rhythm, get into you Don't try to fight it There ain't nothin' that you can do Relax your mind Lay back and groove with mine You got to feel the heat And we can ride the Live Kid Rock Live Let me hear you say "Kid Rocks up on the stage" Hey slick, check it I'm the Rock you know, i'm gonna smoke it up So i can rock it through old school disco cuts I'm the crisco slick, checkin What I Learned on the Road Kid Rock out my name Kid Rock, what you say? What I Learned Out On The Road Kid Rock look so nice ahhhhhhhhh yeahhhh ahhhhhhhhh yeah yeah I like it with the grass cut low Big mountain tops valley below I love it when you scream out my name Kid Rock, what you say? Best Of Me Kid Rock hands on No kind of cash or woman like you That could last a whole life through But now that you're here It seems so clear Now I aint got no southern mansion And I aint much good at slow dancing I never Chickens In The Pen Kid Rock then do it again Sittin pretty, pretty on the top of the pile We gonna cool rock ski for a country mile And if a country mile dont get us in line Yeah we gonna pour some wine Uh oh, we gonna have Rock On Kid Rock Rock On - Kid Rock (키드 록) Tears on the pillow Is all you leave behind And the only thing you know, this time Is it's time to let go So put the key under the mat And don't you look back, just Rock Mr. Rock N Roll Kid Rock Rock n Roll He sang Jailhouse Rock and Peggy Sue Rock Around the Clock and Blue Suede Shoes And still there aint no cure for the Summertime Blues He took the Mississippi Queen to Katmandu A Stairway Classic ROCK Kid Rock Classic ROCK Well guess whos back, with a big fat cock Its the Kid motherfucker with the Classic Rock Like Wax That Booty, yodeleyeho, punk Slappin you hoes with Dick when I get drunk From Alabama The Upside Kid Rock what I'm for seeing So just chill or I'll boot you Get ill on me and I'll shoot you I'm fresh to that there's no guessin Rock the mic without any fessin With your blessin I will get stupid, you I'm A Dog Kid Rock See me ride across the country with my shotty ridin' shotgun Got slimmys on my jimmy with magnums rockin' platinum Wig's dig this, the fuckin' police know I see 'em So I'm headin' up to Reno like a geo Lonely Road of Faith Kid Rock Up and down that lonely road of faith I have been there Unprepared for the storms and the tides that rise I've realized one thing, how much I love you And it hurts to see, see you cryin' I believe First Kiss Kid Rock I remember waiting for the school bus Jenny Clayton was my first crush And neither one of us had a clue An old Cheyenne it was my first truck Rusted rough and kinda beat up But when she jumped in it felt With A One Two Kid Rock With a one-two and all that good shit I never flipped or tripped or got pussy whipped Cause I'm K-K-K-K Kid Rock motherfucker You wanna beast me You're just another sucker Nut oh well you don't Balck Chick, White Guy Kid Rock Black chick, white guy Does it mean shit, maybe I don't know, but yo it never phased me But either way here's one tail Of two like that and what prevailed It started way back in the eigth grade In BLACK CHIC WHITE GUY Kid Rock BLACK CHIC WHITE GUY Black chic white guy Does it mean shit maybe I don’t know but yo it never phased me But either way heres one tail Of two like that and what prevailed It started way back Black Chick, White Guy Kid Rock Black chick white guy Does it mean shit maybe I don't know but yo it never phased me But either way heres one tail Of two like that and what prevailed It started way back in the 8th grade Rock Rock RBS back rag studs gotta move we've got the real style all to prove lay down on your knees we got the ill track make you say please rag studs gotta move we've got the real style all to prove lay down on your Wax The Booty Kid Rock She wanted to rock me and these were no lies And that is when I contracted the rise in my Levis. Step into my crib she said the rise impressed her So without delay I began to undress her. Fist of rage Kid Rock Gotta make this money and I make this money This money is me this money is everything I do and see Who you to judge me Just let me be and let me breathe I see this whole world headin for damn nation