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Kid Rock - American Bad Ass Paroles
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Paroles de
American Bad Ass
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Yeah
And I've set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands
We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans
And all this for the fans, girls, money and fame
I played their game
And as they scream my name
I will show no shame
I live and die for this
And if I come off soft
Then chew on this!
Are you scared?????????????????????
Devil without a cause
And I'm back with the beaver hats
And Ben Davis slacks
30 packs of Stroh's
30 pack of hoes
No Rogaine in the propane flow
The chosen one
I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab
From the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed
And knocked critics backs
And I did not stutter when I said that
I'm going platinum
Sellin' rhymes
I went platinum
Seven times
And still they ill
They wanna see us fry
I guess because only God knows why
Why why why why why
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy
I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say (hey hey)
Let me hear where you're at
And say (hey hey)
I'm givin it back
So say (hey hey)
Show me some metal
And say (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh cut!!!!!
I like AC/DC and ZZ Top
Bocephus, Beasties and the kings of rock
Skynyrd, Seger, Limp, Korn, the Stones
David Allen Coe and no show Jones
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Pass that bottle around
I got the rock from Detroit
The Soul from Motown
The underground stoned fuckin Pimp
We trash the mack and slap back the wack
Never gay no way
I don't play with ass
But watch me rock with Liberace flash
Punk rock the Clash
Boy bands are trash
I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash
Flash, flash, flash, flash
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy
I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say (hey hey)
Let me hear where your at
And say (hey hey)
I'm givin it back
So say (hey hey)
Show me some metal and say (hey hey hey hey)
Uh uh uh GAT!!!!!!
Yeah, I saw your band
Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks
When you gonna learn sucker?
You just can't fuck with
TWISTED BRBRBR BROWN BROWN TRuuuuuccckeeeeerrrrr
I am American bad ass
Watch me kick
You can roll with rock
Or you can suck my dick
I'm a porno flick
I'm like amazing grace
I'm gonna fuck some hoe's
After I rock this place
Super fly
Livin double wide
Side car my glide
So Joe C can ride
Full sack to share
Bringin flash and flare
I Got the long hair swingin middle finger in the air
Snakeskin suits, 65 Chevelle's
See me ride in sin
Hear the rebel yell
I won't live to tell
So if you do
Give the next generation a big fuck you
Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma
I said fuck high school
pissed on my diploma
Smell the aroma
Check my hits
I know it stinks in here
Cause I'm the shit shit shit shit shit
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy
I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
Say (hey hey)
Let me hear where you're at
Say (hey hey)
I'm givin' it back so say (hey hey)
Show me some metal and say (hey hey hey hey)
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh
I'm a cowboy
Bad ass in black
Singin' (hey hey hey hey)
From side to side
From front to back
Say (hey hey hey hey)
I put Detroit city back on the map
And singin' (hey hey hey hey)
Kid Rock's in the house
And thats where I'm at
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