F*ck Off Lyrics by Kid Rock

Kid Rock Lyrics

F*ck Off Lyrics
A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa pu- pu - f*cking puffs bitch
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
It's 1998 yo and you still can't f*ck with me
You don't be f*cking with the blue eye
F*cking with my 2-5 hope your f*cking 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 f*cking up your city and we're f*cking up your program
F*cking all your bitches we don't f*cking give a god damn
Twisted Brown gets down with no assistance
We won't quit until we're banned from existence
Persistence pays if that holds true
Then I'm a buy this f*cking planet before the time I'm through
I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no faking
So I'm gonna get what I got coming and the rest I'm taking
I'm shaking like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit
You act like a motherf*cker's new at this shit
But I've been true to this shit given my heart and soul
Been shining like a diamond but gettin passed as coal

So F*ck Off

With my pants half hanging off my ass and shit
Bowl filled with 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 ten karat Kid with my triggers cocking
The K the I the D R O C K motherf*cker and you still don't know me
So blow me bitch I don't rock for cancer
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 Senna in the Indy five
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 too much P to ever be no homo
Rock from So Ho to Arizona
I'm an easy rider dreaming 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 f*ck with fairies
But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries
And Harry Carey couldn't call my game
F*cked 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

F*ck Off

Yeah right in your mother f*cking ass bitch
With that Detroit city shit ain't shit switched We're on the same script
Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock
Yo Slim Shady come break these mother f*ckers off

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 light joints
Hang around drugs loud music and like noise
Slim Shady and Brown Trucker another bunch of mother f*ckers
Who hate the world as much as each other
And I ain't leaving this party tonight
Till I see some naked bitches dancing around drunk touching 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 f*ck
So when I do shrooms you all better give me two rooms
Cause I'm f*cking the first one up
So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars
Cause you know I'm losing 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

F*ck Off

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