W.C.S.R. Lyrics

Kid rock I got the sex rhymes
Kid rock I got the sex rhymes
Kid rock I got the sex rhymesAll world classKid rock mutha fucker Yo I ain't no fag
I fuck bitches dry fuck em on the rag
Tag their toes check em off my list
Hoes get fucked they don't get kissedA simplistic pimp gettin much respect
I'll fuck your mouth and leave your ass in debt
Jet set the country on yer world purse
Just to show you how a real pimp worksRemove yer shirt show me them titties
I'll drive my dick right through your twin cities
Around your bends over your curves and ass
Park it in yer mouth til I run outta gasSnoop Dogg I got the sex rhymes
Snoop Dogg I got the sex rhymes
Snoop Dogg I got the sex rhymes
All World CalssIt ain't nothin like black pussy on my dick
Word to ya mamma and ya sister bitch
I play hoes like a muthafuckin football game
I pull my dick out and he'll say it's good ya'll cameYa'll did yer thang work the nigga front to back

In the bill clinton presidential cadillac
We smoked the sack the bitches couldn't handle that
Blew out my brains and left no stainI can't complain shit it's all done with game
I fucked so many hoes I can't remember they name
But it ain't about that bitch I really doubt that
Just turn the lights out and put my dick where ya mouth atKid Rock I got the sex rhymes
Kid Rock you got yer sex rhymes
Snoop I got the presidential sex rhymesMy nigga my nigga my niggaI'm on a private jet outta JFK
Sipin the Becks Feelin A OK
Look across the isle and who did I see
Bill mutha fuckin clinton sittin next to meWe kicked the talk tied a couple a laughs
This stewradess walked up & asked us for our autographs
I thought it was mac and I gave her two free shirts
Bill stuck five fingers up in her skirtSo I stuck five and that made ten
Shit two roosters and only one hen
Billy winked at me it was all too sweet
We tag teamed that freak at thirty thousand feetYeah thirty thousand muthafuckin feet flyin highYa know we thougth we do it the most in the coast(Lemme see if you got some gansta shit homie,
'Cause if you do I'ma kick sumpin for ya.)Oh shit some gansta shit
All I need is a gansta bitch
Cause gansta shit is all I kick
I fucks with a black, brown, or a white chickBitch you can act like you ain't with the shit
I hear to strip a bitch, and cold pimp a bitchLookin for love in all the wrong places
Lookin for love..Fuck love its to racist
Smokin it up in too many places
Bustin a nut in too many bitches facesWell, I Kid Rock got pussy galore
You might get a lot of pussy
I gets much more
Got scores of whores and macks know what's up(You'se a playa)
Nope I'm a flat out slut
Got what you came for yes indeed
XTC and a sea of weedGot a seed to plant in your field of crap
I'll wear my cowboy hat and be your farmer jack
You can hold my sac while I pack your bag
You can rub my back while I tap you're kegOne leg on the dash and one on the floor
I'll pop a cork in your ass and make you scream for more
Songwriters
Olson, Kenny / Broadus, Calvin / Ritchie, Robert JPublished by
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