Violent J, Violent J, is that you?
I'm on the microphone, so what'cha wanna do?
Violent J,
Violent J, is that you?
A wicked, wicked clown painted just for you
I drink Faygo
it's only a buck-ten
I'm a pour it on your tits when we fucking
Cuz I'm with that kinky
shit, ho
I can see you butt-naked in your window
Shimmy up the house side dash
Now
I'm gonna press my nuts on the glass
Let me in, ho, don't ya know
I'm Violent J of the
ICP, yo
I got me a checklins cashing
If I could spend it with the hoes I'm
crashing
But don't get all geek slut
uz I'm a buy ya some lava to wash your
butt
What's this clown shit about?
A knife to your neck and your throats hanging
out
With a do-me-ray
Now it's about time I say
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
you?
Yeah, let me tell ya what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
Yo, Nate,
Yo, Nate Woohoo!!!
Frontin', they frontin', everybody's frontin'
Violent Violent J
is gonna tell ya something
If ya know a bitch who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid Rock will
probably eat that shit
Boohoo motherfucker what'cha cry for
I'm that nigger that
your bitch would die for
The whore showed up at my front door
So I fucked her in the ass
and I threw her out the back door
The bitch thought it was a cake drive
She said drive me
to the city, so I dropped her off at lake side
You driving me home, well I meant ta
But
plans have changed so get your ass on the centar
Ho, this ain't no taxi
I be mackin' hoes,
they don't mack me
Never slacking, hoes I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid Rock
Never
slacking, hoes I be macking
Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk, the funk
from the old days
Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk from the old
days
Well, I'm up for the shot in a minute
Show me a valley, I might yoddle in
it
Like somebody else I know
I been to Mount Plen as I've been to Romeomeomeo
Wicked
clowns gonna flow for ya some
Three for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies
that I run with
Bitch, call your mother cause you're done with
Toe tip-toe, I snuck in
your house
And fell asleep butt-naked on the front couch
So, excuse me, pops, I'm
napping
So could ya shut the fuck up with that yapping
And your wife's all worked up for
nothing
She act like she ain't never seen a wang or something
Cuz it really don't
matter
I'm a show my nuts to innocent bystander
Every fucking day
Cuz it's about time
I say
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell you what I wanna
do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
I just said it was motherfucker
Skinny
dipping in the pool, you know I drown hoes
Fuck them doggie style and play that ass like a
bongo
Hit it, hit hi-hit it
Hitting homerums and never wimp, ho
Smoke my dick like
it's a big spliff
This ain't a blooper and I'm no joker
But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like
a super soaker
But I won't pull it out for a cheap joke
Instead I play John Holmes in a
sequel to Deep Throat
Taste the nut in your mouth, just to school ya
But ho, don't let the
smooth taste fool ya
Don't let the smooth taste fool ya
