Kid Rock - Cocky Lyrics

Guess who's back? haha
I used to be broke, confused..no joke
Got used, smoked dope, paid dues
Refused to give up quick,
Now theres 10 million motherf*ckers on my dick
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 uh
I'm the illest fool
Cooler than the water in a swimmin' pool
Fly like a seagul, 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 ass than Mark McGrath

[Chorus:]
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It ain't braggin' motherf*cker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, 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 titties
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 zipper
F*ck a real good girl, I got the baddest bitch in the world

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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 wet bars and trucks with gold plows
Bitch 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 pissed 'bout to be pissed off
Mackin' me cause you know I'm paid
That's why I'm clapin' my gardeners and f*ckin' my maids
Nevermind my age but if we're takin' number
15 million sold motherf*cker

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