A ha ha, right motherfuckers I'm Back. is the true story about mackin it Times are about it More so year, But the Early Pimp is here. So let it rain, and let the rock And if ya me Just that top on... Hey hey hey Well well well Hey hey hey Well well well
And I be catchin' them northern Like on a ten test Success, never fess, a guess I be the early stoned pimp, limpin, Boone's drinkin, At the party big booty Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the ho drillin the million dollar talent And the ten brain, Been too long, too much cocaine, But now I'm back, on the block I'm ready to Left to right, all My game's tight, I you might a bite Out of this here toxic, melodic, product Fresh the harvest Who'll be the largest, hardest smartest label in Top Dog get
Radio play me, but still I got the kids around the goin' Kid Rock crazy Wicked witches be on broomsticks, Kid Rock be comin' the boom boom boom biatch I from the sticks Straight the RO
"Kid I ain'ts no bitch" Ah, yes you are ho So quit frontin' like ya know, when I step straight into the with my homeboy "What's up?" So get a good bro Get a good I'm in Detroit but my name aint Spreadin' a cancer, a virus While lookin' really gay like fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus I'm the MC of all time Got my on the D And the D on my mind And the line gets drawn when my can't see Hit me twice with the Tussin and the IV I be they call an O-G bitch I'm the Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp
Now throw your hands in the air and rock y'all Just throw your hands up high, hip hop Just throw your in the air and let's rock y'all Because the Detroit party don't y'all
Just throw your hands up high, rock y'all Just throw your hands to side, hip hop y'all Just throw your hands up high, let's rock Because the Kid party don't stop y'all
Now I'm the self made mack on a mountain on Got the money green cut it with the high roll A Lincoln Continental and a Marquis Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's bitch The purple furs and the trim glasses I only bust the fat And I don't be givin a fuck who da hell can rap than me I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin, Early mornin' stoned I down, been around, the bottom to the top Partyin' down with the slimmies in the that I rock
Ooh baby, baby, baby let me ya Or if you wanna get freak on, I'll just fuck ya the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit Im the Early Morning Stoned
Hey hey hey on yo.
Now throw your in the air and let's rock y'all Just throw your up high, hip hop y'all Just throw your hands in the air and let's y'all Because the Detroit party don't y'all
Just throw your up high, let's rock y'all Just throw your hands to side, hip hop y'all Just throw your hands up high, let's y'all Because the Kid Rock party don't y'all
My is Tino, you know Baby get funky, I'm like Lenny Bruce girl but I ain't no junkie with the Kid in my '71 To the crib of get us some, ladies We keep em on a ah in the house wanna smell my finger Comin' for ya baby your so sure bumpin' How do ya like me now in my brand new I'm a natural hoodlum Not George One of these days you will pay for my autograph So groove baby, groove call your mama I'm like Hooker baby I got the boogie the boogie drama With the boogie the boogie drama
Ridin' around the Me and Kid Rock up to no good With the boogie With your miniskirt and we got some wine Playin' the radio ya so fine the boogie drama With the drama get funky, that's my job Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, 12 Day in and day out Let's get on everybody With the drama the boogie drama With the drama