Fuck Off lyrics ( Kid Rock )
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Artist : Kid Rock Song : Fuck Off
A shimmy shimmy no motherfucking pop hit It's
the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock
shit I'm on top bitch and rock for
tricks Hella whips and nips and flip trips for
whips I get all the money pussy falls like
rain Been gettin' laid and paid that's why I
never complain If I ain't in it for the money
I'm in it for the P (or is it D) It's 1998 yo
and you still can't fuck with me You don't be
fuckin' with the blue eye Fuckin' with my 2-5
up your fuckin' ass like my shoe size I got a
new vibe, kinda like Voodoo You do what we say
and we'll do what we want to We're fuckin' up
your city and we're fuckin' up your
progam Fuckin' all your bitches we can fuckin'
give a goddamn Twisted Brown gets down with no
assistance We won't quit until we're banned
from existence Persistance pays if that holds
true Then I'm gonna buy this fuckin' planet
before the time I'm through I was praised and
raised on the thoughts of no takings So let me
get what I got comin' and the rest I'm
fakin' I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and
shit You act like the motherfucker's new at
this shit But I've been true to this shit
given' my heart and soul Been shinin' like a
diamond but gettin' passed as coal So Fuck
Off Yeah
With my pants half hangin' off
my ass and shit Bowl filled hash pockets
stuffed with cash I be the mushroom trippin'
sippin' shots of Jack 'Cause the kids don't
listen gettin' lots of flack I be the do wa
diddy up and down you block and The 10 karat
Kid with my triggers cockin' The K the I the D
R-O-C K motherfucker and you still don't know
me So blow me bitch I don't rock for ???? I
rock for the cash and the topless dancers Don't
have no answers so pass the joint I'm just paid
in full and made in Detroit I ride like Setta
in the Indy 5 And get live with that which
get's me high Strive for perfection this much
is true We do what we say you say what we
do Kid Rock I couldn't be no Bozo And I get
to much ???? ???? to Arizona I'm an easy
rider dreamin' of Wynonna I roam the country
like a Greyhound bus Put faith in lust and in
God I trust I'm not Peter Pan I don't fuck
with fairies But I bust more rhymes than
virgin cherries And Harry Carey couldn't call
my game Fucked so many hoes I'm in the hall of
fame And I show no shame from coast to
coast I don't mean to brag, but I like to
boast Fuck Off Yeah right in your mother
fuckin' ass bitch With that Detroit city shit
ain't ???? we're on the same script Nothing
new since 76 Kid Rock Yo Slim Shady come break
these mother fuckers off
(Eminem) Yo
tell the world to hold their breath they're
breathing the wrong air This planet belongs to
me and this hippy with long hair Two white boys
who spike punch and like noise Hang around
drugs loud music and like noise Slim Shady and
Brown Trucker another bunch of mother
fuckers Who hate the world just as much as
each other And I ain't leaving this party
tonight 'Til I see some naked bitches dancin'
around drunk touchin' each other Rum and Pepsi
got your perception of me sketchy 'Cause when I
stage dive people are scared to catch me 'Cause
all I do is curse and fuck So when I do
'shrooms you all better give me two
rooms 'Cause I'm fuckin' the first one
up So when you see me on your block you better
lock your cars 'Cause you know I'm losin' it
when I'm rappin' to rock guitars This is for
children who break rules People that straight
fool And ever single teenager that hates
school
Fuck Off
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