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Kid Rock - Early Mornin Stoned Pimp

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A ha ha, thats right motherfuckers

Im back.

This is the true story about mackin

Check it

Times are changin

Talk about it

More so each year,

But the early mornin

Stoned pimp is here.

So let it rain, and let the guitar rock

And if ya me yawn

Just drop that top

Come on...

Hey hey hey

Well well well well

Hey hey hey

Well well well well





And I be catchin them northern pike

Like on a ten pound test

Success, never fess, take a guess

I be the early mornin stoned pimp,

Straight limpin,

Boones farm drinkin,

At the party big booty pinchin

Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin whack mc killin, the fine ho drillin

With the million dollar talent

And the ten cent brain,

Been gone 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

Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product

Fresh from the harvest

Wholl 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

I from the sticks biatch

Straight from the ro



"kid rock I aints no bitch"

Ah, yes you are ho

So quit frontin like ya dont know,

When I step straight into the party with my homeboy

Tino

"whats up? "

So get a good look bro

Get a good gander

Im made in detroit

But my name aint stanzler

Spreadin like a cancer, a virus

While youre lookin really gay like fuckin billy ray cyrus

Im the highest mc 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 o-g bitch

Im the motherfuckin early mornin stoned pimp



Now throw your hands in the air and lets rock yall

Just throw your hands up high, hip hop yall

Just throw your hands in the air and lets rock yall

Because the detroit party dont stop yall



Just throw your hands up high, lets rock yall

Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop yall

Just throw your hands up high, lets rock yall

Because the kid rock party dont stop yall



Now Im the self made mack on a mountain on mars

Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause

A lincoln continental and a gran marquis

Rag top, drop down, rollin on chrome ds bitch

The purple furs and the gold trim glasses

I only bust the fat asses

And I dont be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me

Cause Im a true fuckin player and I mack like a real g h-i-j-k, l-m-n-o-p is for pimpin,

Early mornin stoned pimpin

I been down, been around,

From the bottom to the top

Partyin down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock



Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya

Or if you wanna get your freak on, Ill just fuck ya

With the ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit

Im the early morning stoned pi-imp



Hey hey hey

Come on yo.



Now throw your hands in the air and lets rock yall

Just throw your hands up high, hip hop yall

Just throw your hands in the air and lets rock yall

Because the detroit party dont stop yall



Just throw your hands up high, lets rock yall

Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop yall

Just throw your hands up high, lets rock yall

Because the kid rock party dont stop yall



My name is tino, you know

Baby lets get funky,

Im like lenny bruce girl but I aint no goddamn junkie

Cruisin with the kid in my 71

To the crib of love

Gonna get us some, ladies

We keep em on a string ah

Midgets in the house wanna smell my finger

Comin for ya baby cause your so sure bumpin

How do ya like me now in my brand new turban

Im a natural born hoodlum

Not george raft

One of these days you kids will pay for my autograph

So groove baby, groove baby call your mama

Im like charlie hooker baby

I got the boogie drama

With the boogie drama

With the boogie drama

With the boogie drama



Ridin around the neighborhood

Me and kid rock were up to no good

With the boogie drama

With your leather miniskirt and we got some wine

Playin the radio ya look so fine

With the boogie drama

With the boogie drama

Lets get funky, thats my job

Punchin 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12

Day in and day out

Lets get funky

Come on everybody

With the boogie drama

With the boogie drama

With the boogie drama

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