3 Sheets to the Wind (What's My Name) - Kid Rock
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3 Sheets to the Wind (What's My Name) Lyrics
What's my name?
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, RockWhat's my name?
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, RockWhat's my name?
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, Rock
Kid Rock, RockI'm here an' it's clear, I'm gonna flow, so, yo, black
Just get on up or you get the bozak
'Coz it ain't Kojak or Dr. Zeus
It's the Kid, motherfucker an' I'm gonna get loose'Coz I got the juice to spruce an' get nice
An' so enticin', strong like a bison
Ruff like Brandy an' no one knows
That I got more riffs than Randy RhoadsSmash, slash an' when I trash, I bash
I get ill, I chill but you don't know the half
I trip, I rip an' though I think I'm slick
I'm nothin' but a funky country hickBut I still get down with a sound that pumps
An' you can hear me from the trucks an' the trunks that bump
Never been questioned by the F.B.I
Although I've tried every method just to get highL.S.D. is what I'm trippin' on
An' O.E., bitch, is what I'm sippin' on
A big fat booty's what I'm grippin' on
But for now I'm gonna rock an' keep rippin' onDown to the motherfuckin' A.M.
As I co bump an' jump an' keep the crowd in mayhem
No brain, no pain
Now c'mon y'all an' tell me what's my nameKid Rock, Rock
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Kid Rock, Rock3 sheets 2 the wind is the state I'm in
Half off the wagon with my feet draggin'
Taggin' hoes, gettin' lots of trim
Gettin' jocks an' props for all the spots I rockI'm true' I'm blue like Captain Kangaroo
An' for the few who knew, yo, I'ma bang for you
Because the Kid Rock ain't no bitch, yo
An' I ain't no radio, wanna get rich, hoSo count my props, you can't get with me
An' fuck all you cops, you ain't shit to me
But hoes with guns, playin' hard for fun
So stay off my dick because I ain't the oneAn' for anyone tryin' to bust me up
You better chill with that tryin' to fuck me up
An' if you're talkin' shit, I'm gonna shut ya up
An' all ya whack DJ's, I'm gonna cut ya up'Coz I don't give a fuck about no one
An' when I wax, I tax an' that's just how it goes, son
Yo, I ain't no sucker
'Coz I'm the Kid Rock, motherfuckerStraight from Motown an' I won't slow down
I cease an' the cheese MCs, I mow down
An' I show no shame 'coz I'm down for mine
Now tell me, what's my nameKid Rock, Rock
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Songwriters
RITCHIE, R.J.Published by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Royalty Network
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