Kid Rock

Who's in the house, Trucker
Who's in the house, Trucker
Who's in the house, Trucker
Who's in the house, Trucker
Singin' hey now people here we come
Here we come, motherfuckers, here we kitty come come
You know what we do and where we're from, Detroit baby
You got fifteen seconds to get to your seat now, ah yeah, uh
We're gonna start this show and blow your minds now, yeah
Who's in the house, who's your uncle, Uncle Kracker
[Uncle Kracker]
Double Wide on the side, in the back of the bus
I'm your Uncle Kracker, sitting platinum plus
Double platinum, what, triple platinum, fuck
You'd be accountant, motherfucker if you add that up
Can you back that up, yeah, but what for
I've got a big brick house with two gold doors
What's more than that, you need to shut my mouth
I'm the same motherfucker you been hearing about
'Kracker went pop', no, I did the pop dash
Floatin' through the airwaves, pickin' up cash
I dropped Follow Me, people thought I went soft, shit
Chill, I'm still very difficult to fuck with
Straight out of the sticks of Romeo, Michigan
The early mornin' stoned, motherfucking pimp of the God damn nation
Yee-haw, motherfuckers, let's rock
With the Kid, yes y'all ya dig, ya don't stop