Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes
  Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes
  Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes
  All world class
    Kid Rock Mother fucker yo I ain't no fag
  I fuck bitches dry I fuck em on the rag
  Tag their toes - check em off my list
  Hoes get fucked - They don't get kissed
  A simplistic pimp gettin much respect
  I'll fuck your mouth and leave your ass in debt
  Jet set the country on your world perks
  Just to show you how a real pimp works
  Remove your shirt - show me them titties
  I'll drive my dick right through your twin cites
  Around your bends over your curves and ass
  Park it in your mouth till I run out of gas
    Snoop Dog I got the sex rhymes
  Snoop Dog I got the sex rhymes
  Snoop Dog I got the sex rhymes
  All world class
    It ain't nothing like black pussy on my dick
  Word to your mama and your sister bitch
  I play hoes like a mother fucking football game
  I pull my dick out and you'll say it's good ya'll came
  Ya'll did ya'll thing - worked a nigga front to back
  In the Bill Clinton Presidential Cadillac
  We smoked a sack - the bitches couldn't handle that
  Blew out my brains and left no stain
  I can't complain shit it's all done with game
  I've fucked so many hoes I can't remember their name
  But it ain't about that - Bitch I really doubt that
  Just turn the lights out and put my dick where yo mouth at
    Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes
  Kid Rock you got the sex rhymes
  Snoop I got the presidential sex rhymes
  My nigga
    I'm on a private jet out of JFK
  Sippin' the Beck's - And feeling A Okay
  Looked across the aisle and who did I see
  Bill motherfuckin' Clinton sittin' next to me
  We kicked it talked had a couple of laughs
  The stewardess walked up and asked us for our autographs
  I thought I was mackin' gave her two free shirts
  Bill stuck five fingers up in her skirt
  So, I stuck five and that made ten
  Shit two roosters and only one hen
  Billy winked at me - It was all too sweet
  We tag teamed that freak at 30,000 feet
    Yeah - 30,000 mother fuckin feet flying high
  Kid Rock Beeped Out?
  And we thought we do's it the most on the coast
  Shit we got the sex rhymes
  Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it
  Let me see if you got some gangster shit homey
  Cause if you do, I'm gunna kick something for you
  A little something like this
    Oh shit some gangster shit
  All I need is a gangster bitch
  If gangster shit is all I kick
  I fucked with a black brown or a white chick
  Bitch you can act like you ain't with the shit
  I'm here to strip a bitch and cold pimp a bit
  Lookin for love in all the wrong places
  Lookin for love - fuck love it's too racists
  Smokin it up in too many places
  Bustin a nut in too many bitches faces
    Well I'm Kid Rock
  got pussy galore
  You might get a lot of pussy, I gets much more
  Got scores of whores and macks knows what's up
  You's a player
  Nope I'm a flat out slut
  Got what you came for - yes indeed
  Ecstasy and a sea of weed
  Got a seed to plant in your field of crap
  I'll wear a cowboy hat and be your farmer Jack
  You can hold my sack while I pack your bag
  You can rub my back while I tack a keg
  One leg on the dash and one on the floor
  I'll pop a cork in your ass and make you scream for more
  Pissed off, pissed off
    Money, hoes, tits and asses
  We got the goods and the bullshit passes
  We got whatever you need
  I got ecstasy
  I got pounds of weed
    Money, hoes, tits and asses
  We got the goods and the bullshit passes
  We got whatever you need
  I got ecstasy
  I got pounds of weed
    Let's do it
  Should we do it
  Can we do it