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    Kid Rock

    Lay It On Me

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    Cowboy baby
    You know my credits
    Don't ask if it's true
    Fuck it I said it
    Regret It
    Never
    Pimpin'
    Forever
    Pull more ho's than a free cash lever
    So you better never
    Question the clever clever
    I'll sever whatever go getter and turn em' redder than ever
    You bet I'll wet her
    And leaving her making' to miss me
    Cause that's how we do it up in Detroit City
    71 supercharged big block hemi
    Your El DeBarge
    I'm livin' more like Lemmy
    Benny and The Jets is Hot
    But you ain't never met a motherfucker like Kid Rock
    And Twisted Brown Trucker's like a loaded gun
    We're the band
    That other bands run from
    Doing the backstage boogie
    Is were you'll find me
    If you want some of that
    Flash a pass come back
    And lay it on me
    Lay it on me
    Baby you've got to
    Lay it on me
    Just lay it on me
    You gots to
    Lay it on me
    Now, people always saying I ain't living right
    But it ain't my fault you misplaced your life
    Replaced your wife
    With some two bit missy
    Now she's getting fucked up in Detroit City
    Tripping' with the hippies
    Bikers, Thugs
    Hit me with a Mickey
    Fast women and drugs
    One love for two minutes
    The third minute I'm gone
    Wake me up to eat
    Around the crack of dawn
    I'm making pancakes baby
    If you crack the eggs
    You'll feel the Irish tornado
    If you spread your legs
    No need to beg
    And don't trail behind me
    Just step up front
    A little lady
    Lay it on me
    Baby you've got to lay it on me
    Just lay it on me
    You've gots to lay it on me
    We're coming
    Live from Detroit
    It's Saturday night
    Got the funky fresh rhymes
    No need to bite
    And to ya'll ye haws
    Who thought I'd never rank
    I'm going
    All the way to the bank bitch
    I got rich off of keeping it real
    While you Radioheads
    Are reinventing the wheel
    Got critics all tripping off of I don't know what
    While I'm sippin' King Louis
    Not giving a fuck
    Trash me in the news
    Give me wack reviews
    But you'll never find another
    Who can fill my shoes
    Who can moan the blues
    Who can rock the rap
    Who can rock
    Who can roll
    Who can flow like that
    Black rim and a pocket full of phone numbers
    From Pam Anderson
    To Susan Summers
    Understand I want peace like Gandhi
    But until that dayI'm a walk this way
    So lay it on me
    I'm talking all night long
    Lay it on me
    Like a bang a gong
    Lay it on me
    With AC/DC on
    From Hells Bells
    To the next 9 songs
    Lay it on
    I can love you like that
    Lay it on me
    I'd rather fuck to Foghat
    Lay it on me
    I can make you shake
    Slow ride it baby
    Through the piano break
    Come on
    So step up front a little lady
    Lay it on me
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