live, Staten Island kid Old dog in it, the thug vaccine wit no pork in it Vivid imagination paper chasin Dufflebag swollen, we holdin Drink chocolate milk before we roll in It
them? Unless you get it on tape It's more suspense and mystery than a Presidio tape Investigation more cartoon than a kid video tape It's civil liberties
ll rub you down the right way. I?ll rock your world nightly. So, can I hit it lightly? Yo, girl, I like it like that. Let me hit it from the back. I?
Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003 Hit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me Rest assure, when I rock
the Quija shit it ain't easy Niggas beneath me tryin' to deceive me Wanna defeat me please not even these could keep me All on the wave length buck
bitch on the back of my mind man! (word?) Yeah man! Done wrote a rhyme 'bout the bitch man! (Let me hear it!) Want me to drop the drama kid? (Yeah!) [
Its a face that I seen before My nigga Sing, we used to sling on the 16th floor Check it I look deeper I see blood up on his sneakers And his fist gripped
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
Jimmy Yeah, lay it down brother Lay it down with a baby Lay it down with a baby Record companies stressing 'cause they all want hits Yeah I'm 'bout it 'bout it
but I still don't trust her Let me lay it on the line I'm just another kid with a freestyle rhyme freestyle rhyme, freestyle rhyme I'm just another kid
from feedback When I shoot I never miss And if I played the guitar I'd probably strum it like this... So give it up bitch cuz I'm the kid rock And
m like "It's me." He's like "Oh, well okay." Uhh, he started talkin to me on the phone going back and forth, just askin me to send him beats And I'm thinking
hood And all that gangster shit you talking, yeah, it sound good But make it understood You gone have to show me, I'm a O.G. You want to overthrow me [
spittin balls and the whole crowd goes It's unbelievable these people say I made it throwin down a lil handy Can't believe that I don't chase it Life goes on
And all that gangster shit you talking, yeah, it sound good But make it understood You gone have to show me, I'm a O.G. You want to overthrow me [Chorus
consider me a tomboy Boy get it right, I'm still strictly lovin men Send me your love, don't ever think I don't need it Shit I got problems, can you help