And while you're out gang bangin'   Tryin' to catch a murder case   Your hoes on my couch   Gettin' fucked in the face      Bumpin' to the bass of   Some old school rap jam, say what?   This ain't tennis   But yo I'll use my backhand      On any grown man that tries to check rock   I wanna head bang, I gotta hip hop   'Cause I'm gonna stick with what got me paid   Lickin' that coochie with the high top fade      I'm self made like Henry Ford   I'm on this mic but it feels like I been here before   I want more than the next man   Respect, plus the cash big checks      And mack on hoes like Rudy Ray   'Cause the reach around just sounds so gay   I don't even swing that way   I told you hoes before I'm the K      I to the D R O C K'n, rhymes sayin', guitar playin'   Turntable spinnin' at a basement jam   No fame, no money   But you wouldn't understand      What it's like to be so real   You got the beats and the rhymes   But you ain't got no feel   I don't need the fancy music to make mine   Just the beat and the funky ass bass line      Drop a couple cuts on the track   A tracks to the mother fuckin' wax   So while you're makin' record that don't recoup   I'm in the house gettin' paid like Snoop      Kid Rock an' 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 the break of dawn   All night long      I want my khakis washed, starched and creased   I want an order of fries with a side of grease   I wish for peace throughout this land   I want the whole fuckin' world in my hands      I want a band like the US Funk Mob   See, I can rap I don't hafta lay sod   Just to make ends meet   October thirty-first yellin' trick or treat      Boy aren't you a little old to be trickin'?   You see my mask and bag bitch, I ain't bullshittin'   Hittin' homeruns like Rusty Staub   I'm kinda anal 'cause I ain't no fuckin' slob      I'm the cradle that's able to rock any format   But still I'm labeled and treated like a doormat   Where's the whores at?      Westside hoes like cars   So I ride 'em for a test drive   I'm like a pringle, I wont go soft   I got a new jingle, I'm about to go off      Hey hoe, check it out   I really like to turn you out   And if you be good to me   I'll yoodle in your valley      Kid Rock ain't nothin' nice   Got the salt pork boomin' with the beans and rice   Got a head full of lice 'cause I'm such a scum   Got a pocket full of money but I'm dressed like a bum      Got a business mind   So if I lose the funk   I'll still be in the house   Gettin' paid like trump      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 the break of dawn   Come on, come on   Come on, come on, baby, all night long      Fuck me baby, let it ride, let it ride   Fuck me baby   Come on, come on, come on   Somebody      Fuck me baby   Love me baby   Come on baby, all night long   Baby, come on, fuck me baby      Come on and do me daddy, all night long   Come on and do me daddy   Come on and do me daddy   Come on and do me daddy, all night long