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| Nikko & Hunter`s Little Bro |
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| Known As Tank To Many |
| Your Bro Kid Rock |
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| I Dedcate This Song To You and Jodi |
"Cocky"
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 motherfuckers on my dick
So what, say how, say who
Fuck what, fuck me, fuck 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 fuck are you?
I'm Kid motherfuckin' Rock from the old school
Got more money, than Matchbox 20
Get more ass than Mark McGrath
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
I'm from the outskirts of Detroit rock city
A shirts, cadilacs, big titties
Skinny models you can keep those
I like big corn fed mid western hoes
Dont you know? Talk fast, pimp slow
Show up to black ties in t-shirts and slippers
Sippin' liquor, fuck models, love strippers
Known as the big tipper with the big dipper
I got queens holdin' keys to my slipper
Fuck a real good girl, I got the baddest bitch in the world
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
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 Bently? Wow!
I got jets with web 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 gardners and fuckin' my maids
Nevermind my age but if we're takin' number
15 million sold motherfucker
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
Cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
Here's more than you probably want to know about me...
| Tank At Dance Studio |
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| Hunter`s Little Bro Nikko |
Jodi and My Cat Taz
My Husband Tank Dedcates
and Sing This Song To Me
Alot
In A Week Or Two
In a week or two
I would have been ready
I would have known what to say
But I missed my chance
When the words "I love you"
Came just a little too late
In a week or two
I was gonna bring you diamonds
In a week or two
A long, long string of pearls and
We would've run down to the river at night
Sailed away, just me and you
In a week or two
A little more time
Was all I needed
But somehow Fall became Spring
But put off today
What you can do tomorrow
Sometimes you don't do a thing
In a week or two
I was gonna bring you diamonds
In a week or two
A long, long string of pearls and
We would've run down to the river at night
Sailed away, just me and you
In a week or two
These words in my heart never had a chance to be heard
But I'm telling you now for all that it's worth
In a week or two
I was gonna bring you diamonds
In a week or two
A long, long string of pearls and
We would've run down to the river at night
Sailed away, just me and you
In a week or two
Your Wife Jodi Dedcated
This One 2 Ya Nikko
"The Thunder Rolls"
Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul insight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There's a storm moving in
He's headin' back from somewhere
That he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
Every light is burnin'
In a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown
Askin' for miracle
Hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather
That's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
She's waitin' by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
[3rd Verse:]
She runs back down the hallway
To the bedroom door
She reaches for the pistol
Kept in the dresser drawer
Tells the lady in the mirror
He won't do this again
Cause tonight will be the last time
She'll wonder where he's been
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