Lyrics F-ck Off - Kid Rock
A
shimmy
shimmy
no
motherfucking
pop
hit
It's
the
k-k-kid
rock
with
the
k-k-kid
rock
shit
I'm
on
top
bitch
and
rock
for
tricks
Hella
whips
and
nips
and
flip
trips
for
whips
I
get
all
the
money
pussy
falls
like
rain
Been
gettin'
laid
and
paid
that's
why
I
never
complain
If
i
ain't
in
it
for
the
money
i'm
in
it
for
the
p
It's
1998
yo
and
you
still
can't
fuck
with
me
You
don't
be
fuckin'
with
the
blue
eye
Fuckin'
with
my
2-5
up
your
fuckin'
ass
like
my
shoe
size
I
got
a
new
vibe,
kinda
like
voodoo
You
do
what
we
say
and
we'll
do
what
we
want
to
We're
fuckin'
up
your
city
and
we're
fuckin'
up
your
progam
Fuckin'
all
your
bitches
we
can
fuckin'
give
a
goddamn
Twisted
brown
gets
down
with
no
assistance
We
won't
quit
until
we're
banned
from
existence
Persistance
pays
if
that
holds
true
Then
I'm
gonna
buy
this
fuckin'
planet
before
the
time
I'm
through
I
was
praised
and
raised
on
the
thoughts
of
no
takings
So
let
me
get
what
I
got
comin'
and
the
rest
I'm
fakin'
I'm
shakin'
like
Jerry
Lee
Lewis
and
shit
You
act
like
the
motherfucker's
brand
new
at
this
shit
But
I've
been
true
to
this
shit
givin'
my
heart
and
soul
Been
shinin'
like
a
diamond
but
gettin'
passed
as
coal
So
fuck
off
Yeah
With
my
pants
half
hangin'
off
my
ass
and
shit
Bowl
filled
hash
pockets
stuffed
with
cash
I
be
the
mushroom
trippin'
sippin'
shots
of
jack
'Cause
the
kids
don't
listen
gettin'
lots
of
flack
I
be
the
do
wa
diddy
up
and
down
you
block
and
The
10
karat
kid
with
my
triggers
cockin'
The
K
the
I
the
D,
R-O-C-K
motherfucker
and
you
still
don't
know
me
So
blow
me
bitch
I
don't
rock
for
cancer
I
rock
for
the
cash
and
the
topless
dancers
Don't
have
no
answers
so
pass
the
joint
I'm
just
paid
in
full
and
made
in
Detroit
I
ride
like
Senna
in
the
Indy
5
And
get
live
with
that
which
gets
me
high
Strive
for
perfection
this
much
is
true
We
do
what
we
say
you
say
what
we
do
Kid
Rock
I
couldn't
be
no
bozo
And
I
get
too
much
p
to
ever
be-
Rock
from
Soho
to
Arizona
I'm
an
easy
rider
dreamin'
of
Wynonna
I
roam
the
country
like
a
Greyhound
bus
Put
faith
in
lust
and
in
god
I
trust
I'm
not
Peter
Pan
I
don't
fuck
with
fairies
But
I
bust
more
rhymes
than
virgin
cherries
And
Harry
Carey
couldn't
call
my
game
Fucked
so
many
hoes
I'm
in
the
hall
of
fame
And
I
show
no
shame
from
coast
to
coast
I
don't
mean
to
brag,
but
I
like
to
boast
Fuck
off
Yeah
right
in
your
mother
fuckin'
ass
bitch
With
that
Detroit
City
shit
ain't
shit
switched
we're
on
the
same
script
Nothing
new
since
'76,
Kid
Rock
Yo
Slim
Shady
come
break
these
motherfuckers
off
Yo
tell
the
world
to
hold
their
breath
they're
breathing
the
wrong
air
This
planet
belongs
to
me
and
this
hippy
with
long
hair
Two
white
boys
who
spike
punch
and
like
noise
Hang
around
drugs
loud
music
and
like
noise
Slim
Shady
and
Brown
Trucker
another
bunch
of
motherfuckers
Who
hate
the
world
just
as
much
as
each
other
And
I
ain't
leaving
this
party
tonight
'Til
I
see
some
naked
bitches
dancin'
around
drunk
touchin'
each
other
Rum
and
Pepsi
got
your
whole
perception
of
me
sketchy
'Cause
when
I
stage
dive
people
are
scared
to
catch
me
'Cause
all
I
do
is
curse
and
fuck
So
when
I
do
'shrooms
you
all
better
give
me
two
rooms
'Cause
I'm
fuckin'
the
first
one
up
So
when
you
see
me
on
your
block
you
better
lock
your
cars
'Cause
you
know
I'm
losin'
it
when
I'm
rappin'
to
rock
guitars
This
is
for
children
who
break
rules
People
that
straight
fool
And
ever
single
teenager
that
hates
school
Fuck
off
Bitch
You
fucking
ass,
fucking
ho
Where
the
fuck
are
you
You
fuckin'
love
me?
Yeah
motherfucking
right
Where
the
fuck
are
you?
What're
you
doin'?
Fuckin'
some
fuckin'
groupie
bitch?
Fine
Fuck
off,
you
know
what?
I
hope
your
fucking
dick
fucking
falls
off
And
with
that
maybe
you
might
have
some
motherfucking
time
for
me
You
fucking
asshole,
don't
call
me,
alright?
Don't
call,
don't
beg,
don't
call
Not
me,
at
all.
Bye
Yo
Rock,
it's
Carp
Uh,
where
you
at
man?
It's
about
3 0'clock
here
in
New
York
I
guess
about
8 o'clock
in
London
Uh,
you're
supposed
to
be
at
Abbey
Road
finishing
these
mixes
I
just
got
a
call
from
one
of
these
wash
guys
and
you
mentioned
that
you
would
Uh,
said
that
you
were
thinking
'bout
going
down
to
Amsterdam
Just
wanted
to
know
if
you
are
pondering
that
That
that
is
not
a
good
idea
We
have
mastering
in
three
days
Uh,
just
reminding
you.
Any
buzz,
at
the
office.
See
you
Bobby,
where
are
you?
It's
Sunday
afternoon
Four
o'clock,
you
know
I
did
ask
you
to
be
here
at
three
You
promised
me
you'd
be
here
We're
having
a
special
party
for
the
whole
family
It's
father's
day
and
I'm
really
upset
You
know
we
planned
this
whole
thing
around
you
Well
father's
day
was
the
other
day
and
yet
you
couldn't
make
it
So
we
made
this
whole
party
around
you
Now
where
the
hell
are
ya?
I'm
really
getting
a
little
heated
Please
call
me
right
back,
now
Rock,
it's
Cracker
The
fuck
are
you
doin'?
I'm
at
the
Telstar,
this
ghetto
ass
fucking
place
with
four
smoking
ass
free
bitches
Ladies
turn
up
the
fuck
out
You're
supposed
to
be
here
40
minutes
ago
what
the
fuck
are
you
doin'
Uh,
call
me
back
and
the
Oh
yo
yo
hey,
yo,
I'll
be
right
there
Aight,
seeya
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