Kid Rock - Paid Lyrics
Kid rock an I got all the hoes sayin:> ***** me baby, kid rock come ***** me baby***** me baby, ***** me baby all night long***** me baby, kid rock come ***** me baby***** me baby, ***** me til the break of dawnAnd while your out gangbanginTryin to catch a murder caseYour hos on my couchGettin *****ed in the faceBumpin to the bass of the old school rap jamsThis aint tennis,But yo Ill use my backhandOn any grown man who tries to check rockI wanna headbang, I gotta hip-hopCause Im a stick with what got me paidLickin that coochie with the high-top fadeIm self-made like henry fordIm on this mic but it feels like I been here beforeI want more then the next manRespect, plus the cash, big checksAnd mack on hoes like rudy rayCause a reach around just sounds so gayI dont even swing that wayI told you hoes before Im the kI to the d, r-o-c-kinRhyme sayin, guitar playinTurntables spinnin at a basement jamNo fame, no money, but you wouldnt understandWhat its like to be so realYou got the beats, and the rhymes,But you aint got no feelI dont need the fancy music to make mineJust a beat and a funky-ass bass lineDrop a couple cuts on this track8 tracks to the muther*****in waxSo why youre makin records that dont recoupIm in the house gettin paid like snoopKid rock and I got all the hoes sayin:***** me baby, kid rock come ***** me baby***** me baby, ***** me baby all night long***** me baby, kid rock come ***** me baby***** me baby, ***** me til the break of dawn... ...yeah all night longI want my khakis washed, starched, and creasedI want a order of fries with a side of greaseI wish for peace throughout this landI want the whole *****in world in my handI want a band like the u.s. funk mobSee I can rap I dont have to lay sodJust ta make ends meetOctober 31st, yellin trick-or-treatOh arent you a little old to be trickinYou see my mask and bag, *****, I aint bull shittinHittin homeruns like rusty staubIm kinda anal, cause I aint no *****in slobIm the cradle thats able ta rock any formatBut still Im labled, and treated like a doormatWheres the whores atWest side, hoes like cars so I ride em for a test driveIm like a pringle, I wont go softI got a new jingle Im about to go offHey ho check it out, I really like to turn you outAnd if youde be good to me, Ill yodel in your valleyKid rock aint nothin niceGot the soft porn boomin with the beans and riceGot a head full of lice cause Im a such a scumGot a pocket-full of money, but Im dressed like a bumGot a business mind so if I lose the funkIll still be in the house gettin paid like trumpKid rock and I got all the hoes sayin:***** me baby, kid rock come ***** me baby***** me baby, ***** me baby all night long***** me baby, kid rock come ***** me baby***** me baby, ***** me til the break of dawnOh yeah, come on come on baby, all night long***** me baby, ***** me babyCome on, come on, come on
