Thats right motherfuckers
Im back (Thi is the true story about mackin ) Times are changing
more so each year But the Early Mornin Stoned Pimp is here So let it rain
and let the guitar rock And if you hear me yell
just pop that top And i be catchin them northern pike
like on a ten pound chest Sucess
never fessed take a guess I be the Early Mornin Stoned Pimp Straight limpin doosh bomb shrinkin At the party big booty pinchin Chillin
like a villian Balloon fillin
wack Emcee killin
the find hoe drillin With the million dolla talent and the ten cent brain Thank God
too long
too much cocaine But now that Im back on the block
Im ready to rock Left to right
all night
my games tight I wish you might take a bite Outta this here toxic
malotic
noradic
product fresh from the harvest.
Who be the largest
hardest
smartest
label in town Top Dog get down Radio wont play me But still I got the kids around the world goin Kid Rock crazy Wicked witches be flyin on broomsticks Kid Rock be comin with the "boom boom boom" biatch Im from the six biatch straight from the R-O "Kid Rock
I aint not bitch" Oh yes you are hoe So quit frontin like ya dont know When I step straight into the party with my homeboy Dino Get a good look
bro
get a good gander Im made in Detroit
but my name aint Stanser Spreadin like a cancer
a virus Now your lookin really gay Like fuckin Billy Ray Cyrus I m the highest emcee of all time Got my mind on the D
and the D on my mind And the line gets drawn when my eyes cant see Hit me twice with the tussin and the Morphine IV I be what they call an old jeep bitch I m the mother fuckin Early Mornin Stoned Pimp Now throw your hands in the air and lets rock yo Just throw your hands up high and hip-hop yo Just throw your hands in the air and lets rock yo Because the Detroit party dont stop yo Just throw your hands up high and lets rock yo Just throw your hands side to side and hip-hop yo Just your hands up high and lets rock yo Because the Kid Rock party dont stop yo Now Im the self made mack on the mountian of moss Got the money green cutty(as in cutlas) with the high pro gloss A Lincoln Continental
and a Grand Marquee Rag top
dropped down
rollin on home D s bitch.
The purple furs and the gold trim glasses I only bust on fat asses And i dont be givin a fuck Who the hell can rap better then me Cause Im a true fuckin player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K
L-M-N-O-P Its for pimpin
early mornin stoned pimpin Up and down
been around from the bottom to the top Partyin down with the slimmy s
in the cities are never sober.
Ooh baby baby baby let me love ya If you wanna get your freak on I I ll just fuck ya with the uh
uh
oh
oh
oh
ahh Bitch
shit
Im the Early Mornin Stoned Pimp Come on Just throw your hands up high hip-hop yo Just throw your hands in the air and lets rock yo Because the Detroit party dont stop yo Just throw your hands up high and lets rock yo Just throw your hands side to side high hip-hop yo Just throw your hands in the air and lets rock yo I m like Lenny Bruce
girl But I aint no god damn junkie Cruisin with the Kid in my 71 To the crib of hoes gonna get us some Ladies will keep our boners straighter Midgits in the house wanna smell my finger Comin for ya baby cause your so
so bumpin How you like me now in my brand new jumpin Im a natural born hoodlum not George Brown One of these days you kid s will pay for my autograph.
So coo baby coo
baby call your momma Im like Charlie Hooker girl Got the boogy
drama Got the boogie
drama With the boogie
drama Ridin around the neighborhood Me and Kid Rock
we re up to no good.
With the boogie
drama yeah Get your leather mini skirt
and we got some wine.
Playin the radio you look so fine.
With the boogie
drama With the boogie
drama Let s get funkie
that s my job Punchin 9 to 5
7 times
times 24
times 12 Day in and day out
let s get funky Come on everybody With the boogie drama

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