Kid Rock - WCSR (Bonus Track) Lyrics:
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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 f**ker, yo, I ain`t no f**
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 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 f**king football game
I pull my dick out and you`ll say it`s good y`all came
Y`all did y`all thing, worked a ni**a 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, s**t 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 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 ni**a
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
S**t 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
S**t we got the sex rhymes
Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it
Let me see if you got some gangster s**t homey
`Cause if you do, I`m gunna kick something for you
A little something like this
Oh s**t,, some gangster s**t
All I need is a gangster bitch
If gangster s**t 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 s**t
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 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 bulls**t 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 bulls**t 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?