| Lay it on me | |
| King 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 hoe's than the free cash levers | |
| So you better never, question the cleaver, cleaver | |
| I sever whatever, forget her, and turn 'em redder than ever | |
| You better wet her, and leave her makin' her miss me | |
| Cause that's how we do it up in detroit city | |
| 71 super charged big block hemmy | |
| Ya eldavarge, i'm livin' more like lemmy | |
| B-b-b-b-b benny and the jet's is hot | |
| But you aint never met a motherfucker like kid rock | |
| And twisted brown truckers like a loaded gun | |
| We're the band that other bands run from | |
| Doin' the backstage boogie is where 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 got | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Uhh..just lay it on me | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Now, people always say i aint livin' right | |
| But it aint my fault you misplaced your light | |
| Replaced your wife with some 2 bit missy | |
| Now she's gettin' fucked up in detroit city | |
| Kickin' with the hippies, bikers, thugs | |
| Hit me with a micky, fast women and drugs | |
| 1 love, for 2 minutes a 3rd minute i'm gone | |
| Wake me up to eat around the crack of dawn | |
| I'm makin' pancakes baby if ya crack the eggs | |
| You'll feel the hours torn later when you spread your legs | |
| No need to bag, and don't trail behind me | |
| Just step up front a little lady and | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Baby you got | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Uhh uhh uhh uhh..just lay it on me | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Hey, hey, hey | |
| (talkbox)here we go, lets, lets jam. | |
| We're comin', we're comin', we're comin' | |
| Live from detroit it's saturday night | |
| Got the funky fresh rhyme no beat to bite | |
| And to ya'll hee haws who thought i'd never rank | |
| I'm goin' hahahahaha all the way to the bank bitch | |
| I got rich off a keepin' it real | |
| While you radioheads are reinventin' the wheel | |
| Got critics all trippin' off i don't know what | |
| While i'm sippin' king louie not givin' a fuck | |
| Trash me in the news, give me wack reviews | |
| But you'll never find another who can fill my shoes | |
| Who can roll the blues, who can rock the rap | |
| Who can rock, who can roll, who can flow like that | |
| Uhh black rim and a pocket full of phone numbers | |
| From pam anderson to suzanne summers | |
| Understand i want peace like gandi | |
| But until that day i'ma walk this way so | |
| Lay it on me | |
| I'm talkin' 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 me | |
| I can love you like that | |
| Lay it on me | |
| I'd rather fuck to foghat | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Yeah i can make you shake | |
| Slow ride it baby through the piano break | |
| Come on, come on, come on | |
| So step up front little lady | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Got to lay it on | |
| Lay it on me | |
| Yeahhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhh | |
| Ohhhhhh lat it on me | |
| You gotta 1, 2, 3 give it up | |
| Lay it on me |
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