I Wanna Go Back Kid Rock

I Wanna Go Back Cause I remember way back when Got kicked out the crib and had a place to stay in the clem With some friends George and Jay We was a funky fresh crew when i DJ'ed But what a shock

Rock With You Jay-Kid

boogie Share that beat of love I wanna rock with you (all night) Dance you into the (sunlight) I wanna rock with you (all night) We're gonna rock the night away Out on the floor There ain't nobody there

Cucci Galore Kid Rock

Dont you wanna go down? Dont you wanna go down? Dont you wanna go down?

Don't Want To Stay Rock Kills Kid

Sit back, relax and try to close my eyes Think how I'm gonna make it through With my disguise Somehow, somewhere somebody's catching on By the time they figure it out I will be gone I don't wanna stay

One More Song Kid Rock

alone and I ain't got much to say I should be headed home right now but I think I'd rather stay So play one more song, turn up the radio And play one more song cuz I'm not ready to go, oh no She was a

Back From The Dead Kid Rock

Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O.

Back From The Dead Kid Rock

Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O.

Back From The Dead Kid Rock

Back From The Dead Back from the dead second L.P. here we go, Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O.

Purple Sky Kid Rock

just wanna drink ‘til I'm not thirsty I just wanna sleep ‘til I'm not tired I just wanna drive ‘til I run out of highway Into the purple sky Well, I just thought I’d call and see what's going on

Good Time Lookin' For Me Kid Rock

I'm gonna find a highway or back road I could roll on Put some weight in the tank now and fire up my favorite song I'm gonna ride to nowhere or anywhere I can be free, yeah Cuz I know somewhere there's

Classic ROCK Kid Rock

Classic ROCK Well guess whos back, with a big fat cock Its the Kid motherfucker with the Classic Rock Like Wax That Booty, yodeleyeho, punk Slappin you hoes with Dick when I get drunk From Alabama

First Kiss Kid Rock

Going steady with nowhere to go No money just time to spend An old Chevy and a couple friends Oh how I wish that I could go back in time Just to love you again I remember drinking from the same cup We'd

Cowboy Kid Rock

I wanna roam Find the old town chillin' fools then come back home Start an escort service, for all the right reasons And set up shop at the top of four seasons Kid Rock and I'm the real mccoy And

Cowboy Kid Rock

with the stars Get thrown in the mix and tossed out of bars Sip the Tiajuana ...I wanna roam Find the old town chillin fools then come back home Start an escort service, for all the right reasons

Cowboy Kid Rock

sun, drink with the stars Get thrown in the mix and tossed out of bars Sip the Tiajuana ...I wanna roam Find the old town chillin' fools then come back home Start an escort service, for all

Balls In Your Mouth Kid Rock

Cruisin' thru town in my jacked up truck eyes open cuz I'm scopin' for a big butt slut One that I can take straight back to my house and have her suck my dick and put my balls in her mouth

Good Times, Cheap Wine Kid Rock

, cheap wine, back beat rock and roll I'm like fine wine, sunshine, baby I never get old If you're lookin' for a hot mess, honey well here I am Hey you can try to change me or love me just the way I am

Forever Kid rock

top You wanna roll with the Kid rock I make southern rock and I mix it With the hip hop got money like Fort Knox I'll forever be the Kid rock Forever the junkies are Still cigar pumping

I Am The Bullgod Kid Rock

low like a chimp Back in '86, man I was seein a shrink But now I'm humble, and I can only think About New Orleans and those Jumbo Shrimp So ask no questions and I'll tell no lies I got

Forever Kid Rock

Al Roker Pumping out hits, getting chips like Oprah Bitch I told ya, do not hate Or question the music I make I make punk rock And I mix it with the hip hop Get ya higher than a tree top You wanna

Forever Kid Rock

Al Roker Pumping out hits, getting chips like Oprah Bitch I told ya, do not hate Or question the music I make I make punk rock And I mix it with the hip hop Get ya higher than a tree top You wanna

Balls In Your Mouth Kid Rock

Balls In Your Mouth Cruisin thru town in my jacked up truck, eyes open cuz I'm scopin for a big butt slut One that I can take straight back to my house and have her suck my dick and put my balls

Killin Brain Cells Kid Rock

Kid rock that's right you know I'm back ho From the dead where I had to lay low Seems strange but I ain't changed nothing Pot smokin' beer drinkin' mother fucker that's me In the flesh and

Kid Nation Cymia

"5-4-3-2-1 give me a k give me an i give me a d give me a s what does that spell kid nation (2x) extra extra tweet all about it lets go lets go lets get it started times up rond and round we go

I'm Wrong, But You Ain't Right Kid Rock

Breakin the silence is the hardest thing in life Knowing that your wrong Feelin like you cant go on Ive been a victim so many times But Im man enough to know when Im wrong *shotgun cocking* With the fresh

I am the bullgod Kid Rock

and dusty jeans baby I never was cool with James Dean But I be hanging tough with my man Jim Beam I swing low like a chimp Back in 86 man I was seein a shrink But now I'm humble and I can only think

Crazy Mixed Up Kid Stray Cats

Rock with me, baby I'm gonna roll with ya, baby Well, rock with me, baby I wanna roll with you, baby Rock with me, baby Well, rock and roll with me, baby Now rock with me, baby Gonna shake with you, baby

Trucker Anthem Kid Rock

the airwaves Picking up cash I dropped Follow Me People though I went soft Shit, chill I'm still very difficult to fuck with Straight out of the sticks of Romeo Michigan The early mornin' stone

I`m Wrong_ But You Ain`t Right Kid Rock

"I'm Wrong But You Ain't Right" Breakin' the silence is the hardest thing in life Knowing that your wrong Feelin' like you cant go on I've been a victim so many times But I'm man enough

Drunk in the Morning Kid Rock

"Drunk In The Morning" I wanna make money to take away my problems, But my problems gettin' bigger with the more money I make I wanna find love thats my problem, cause the money makes

Forever KIDROCK

Al Roker Pumping out hits, getting chips like Oprah Bitch I told ya, do not hate Or question the music I make I make punk rock And I mix it with the hip hop Get ya higher than a tree top You wanna

Rock On Kid Rock

Rock On - Kid Rock (키드 록) Tears on the pillow Is all you leave behind And the only thing you know, this time Is it's time to let go So put the key under the mat And don't you look back, just Rock

Pancake Breakfast Kid Rock

I'm not your average rapper got the same birthdate as Thomas Crapper So bitch better watch your back cuz I push more power than a Marshall stack Never the wack but oh so pesky some say

Comeback Kid Sleigh Bells

Don’t wanna take it and just say it as i saw? You’d never know just where you gotta go? Don’t wanna take it and just say it as i saw? You’d never know just where you gotta go?

Live Kid Rock

Live Let me hear you say "Kid Rocks up on the stage" Hey slick, check it I'm the Rock you know, i'm gonna smoke it up So i can rock it through old school disco cuts I'm the crisco slick, checkin

I am The Bullgod Kid Rock

and dusty jeans baby I never was cool with James Dean But I be hanging tough with my man Jim Beam I swing low...like a chimp Back in '86 man I was seein' a shrink But now I'm humble and I can only

I Am The Bullgod Kid Rock

flannel and dusty jeans baby I never was cool with James Dean But I be hanging tough with my man Jim Beam I swing low like a chimp Back in '86 man I was seein' a shrink But now I'm humble

My Name is ROCK Kid Rock

My Name is ROCK Fly with new blast, get gas Kid Rock some folks thought i'd flew right past Faded fast, ran outta gas Here i come again, all back in that ass No questions, i tell no lies Rely

Rain Check Kid Rock

Rain Check You know how it is Some guys just gotta make time to get their rocks off no matter what I'm like that Tearin up pussy every where i go I'm Kid mother fuckin Rock so what's up hoe?

The School Of Old Run DMC

[Kid Rock:] want respect [Run:] and [Kid Rock:] but then you're all like a ball that I have checked [Run:] and the shots that they take have no effect [Kid Rock:] some punk tried to dunk

Where You At Rock Kid Rock

HUH I grew a hurding cattle I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle You wanna battle with the Rock quite frontin' I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin' Grab your honey and

Where U At Rock Kid Rock

HUH I grew a hurding cattle I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle You wanna battle with the Rock quite frontin' I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin' Grab your

New York`s Not My Home Kid Rock

Oh no, oh no, here we go now Oh no, oh no, here we go now Oh no, oh no, here we go now Oh no...

New York's Not My Home Kid Rock

Oh no, oh no, here we go now Oh no, oh no, here we go now Oh no, oh no, here we go now Oh no...

Pancake Breakfast Kid Rock

live it And I'm not your average rapper, got the same birthdate as Thomas Crapper So bitch better watch your back, cuz I push more power than a Marshall stack Never the wack but oh so pesky, some

Somebody's Gotta Feel This Kid Rock

I used to party with the Betties on the Lower East Side Never drop top forty 'cause I always rock b-sides G-rides with a hundred spokes to match We roll two deep, three freaks, four amps in the back I

Somebody s gotta feel this Kid Rock

I used to party with the Betties on the lower east side Never drop top forty cause I always rock b-side G-rides and a hundred spokes to match We roll two deep three freaks four amps in the back I

Midwest Kid Michael Marcagi

I wanna get lost in the ocean Where no one knows my name And all of my confusion Can wash out in a wave I wanna go back to my front yard Just laughing like a child The sun over my warm skin Haven't felt

American Bad Ass Kid Rock

from the city of truth I jabbed and stabbed and knocked critics back And I did not stutter when I said that I'm goin platinum...sellin rhymes I went platinum..seven times And still they ill they wanna

American Bad Ass Kid Rock

from the city of truth I jabbed and stabbed and knocked critics back And I did not stutter when I said that I'm goin platinum...sellin rhymes I went platinum..seven times And still they ill they wanna