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kid rock - cocky lyrics

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guess who’s back?

i used to be broke, confused, no joke
got used, smoked dope, paid dues
refused to give up quick
now there’s 10 million motherf-ckers on my d-ck

so what, say how, say who
f-ck what, f-ck me, f-ck you
come clean, you know i will
drink a fifth of jim beam and still stand still

i’m the illest fool
cooler than the water in a swimmin’ pool
fly like a seagull, kickin’ like a mule
more jams than a beetle from liverpool, i deliver fool

now, who the f-ck are you?
i’m kid motherf-ckin’ rock from the old school
got more money, than matchbox 20
get more -ss than mark mcgrath

they say i’m c-cky and i say, “what?”
it ain’t braggin’ motherf-cker if ya back it up
they say i’m c-cky and i say, “what?”
it ain’t braggin’ motherf-cker if ya back it up

i’m from the outskirts of detroit rock city
a shirts, cadillacs, big t-tties
skinny models you can keep those
i like big corn fed mid western hoes

don’t you know? talk fast, pimp slow
show up to black ties in t-shirts and slippers
sippin’ liquor, f-ck models, love strippers
known as the big tipper with the big dipper

i got queens holdin’ keys to my slipper
f-ck a real good girl
i got the baddest b-tch in the world

they say i’m c-cky and i say, “what?”
it ain’t braggin’ motherf-cker if ya back it up
they say i’m c-cky, and i say, “what?”
it ain’t braggin’ motherf-cker if ya back it up

you think you got it good in hollywood
i got acres of land laid back in the woods
holdin’ shares, cool like fonzy
rollin’ lake st. clair in my 40 ft donzy

you got a bentley? wow
i got jets with web bars and trucks with gold plows
b-tch bow when i pimp through
for the kid the rock the red, white and blue

who knew the kid would be
everything from old george jones to jay z
baby, i’m sick of gettin’ ripped off
so p-ssed ’bout to be p-ssed off

mackin’ me ’cause you know i’m paid
that’s why i’m clapin’ my gardeners and f-ckin’ my maids
never mind my age but if we’re takin’ number
15 million sold motherf-cker

they say i’m c-cky and i say, “what?”
it ain’t braggin’ motherf-cker if ya back it up
they say i’m c-cky, and i say, “what?”
it ain’t braggin’ motherf-cker if ya back it up

c-cky and i say “what?”
it ain’t braggin’ motherf-cker if ya back it up
they say i’m c-cky and i say, “what?”
it ain’t braggin’ motherf-cker if ya back it up

back it up, back it up
back it up, back it up
back it up, back it up
back it up, back it up

ï¿½ gaje music; warner-tamerlane publishing corp; thirty two mile music;

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