3 sheets to the wind (what's my name)
par Kid Rock
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Ahh...
I´m here and it´s clear I´m gonna flow so yo black
Just get on up or yo get the bozak
Cuz it ain´t Kojak or Dr. Suess
It´s the kid muther fucker and I´m gonna get loose
Cuz I got the juice to spruce and get nice and
so enticing strong like a bison
Ruff like brandy and no one knows
that I got more riffs than Randy Rhoads
Smash, slash and when I trash I bash
I get ill I chill but u don´t know the half
I trip I rip and though I think I´m slick
I´m nothin but a funky country hick
But I still get down with a sound that pumps
and u can hear me from the trucks and the trunks that bump
Never been questioned by the F.B.I
although I´ve tried every method just to get high
L.S.D. is what I´m trippin on
And O.E. bitch is what I´m sippin on
A big fat booty´s what I´m grippin on
but for now I´m gonna rock and keep rippin on
Down to the muther fuckin A.M.
as I co bump and jump and keep the crowd in mayhem
No brain no pain...Now c´mon yall and tell me what´s my name
3 sheets 2 the wind is the state I´m in
Half off the wagon with my feet draggin
Taggin hoes gettin lots of trim
gettin jocks and props for all the spots I rock
I´m true I´m blue like Captain Kangaroo
and for the few who knew yo I´m a bang for you
Becuz the Kid Rock ain´t no bitch yo
and I ain´t no radio wanna get rich ho
So count my props you can´t get with me and fuck all u cops u ain´t shit to me
But hoes with guns playin hard for fun
so stay off my dick becuz I ain´t the one
And for anyone tryin to bust me up
U better chill with that tryin to fuck me up
And if you´re talkin shit I´m gonna shut ya up
and all ya wack D.J.´s I´m gonna cut ya up
Cuz I don´t give a fuck about no one
and when I wax I tax and that´s just how it goes son
Yo ain´t no sucker
Cuz I´m the kid.."rock muther fucker"
Straight from Mo-town and I won´t slow down
I cease the cheese M.C,´s I moe down
And I show no shame cuz I´m down for mine
now tell me what´s my name
It ain´t Eric Clapton and this ain´t slowhand
I´m the kid ya dig and I´m a rock the whole land
Cuz no man can make a track this grand
and if you know what I know than just....
I´m here and it´s clear I´m gonna flow so yo black
Just get on up or yo get the bozak
Cuz it ain´t Kojak or Dr. Suess
It´s the kid muther fucker and I´m gonna get loose
Cuz I got the juice to spruce and get nice and
so enticing strong like a bison
Ruff like brandy and no one knows
that I got more riffs than Randy Rhoads
Smash, slash and when I trash I bash
I get ill I chill but u don´t know the half
I trip I rip and though I think I´m slick
I´m nothin but a funky country hick
But I still get down with a sound that pumps
and u can hear me from the trucks and the trunks that bump
Never been questioned by the F.B.I
although I´ve tried every method just to get high
L.S.D. is what I´m trippin on
And O.E. bitch is what I´m sippin on
A big fat booty´s what I´m grippin on
but for now I´m gonna rock and keep rippin on
Down to the muther fuckin A.M.
as I co bump and jump and keep the crowd in mayhem
No brain no pain...Now c´mon yall and tell me what´s my name
3 sheets 2 the wind is the state I´m in
Half off the wagon with my feet draggin
Taggin hoes gettin lots of trim
gettin jocks and props for all the spots I rock
I´m true I´m blue like Captain Kangaroo
and for the few who knew yo I´m a bang for you
Becuz the Kid Rock ain´t no bitch yo
and I ain´t no radio wanna get rich ho
So count my props you can´t get with me and fuck all u cops u ain´t shit to me
But hoes with guns playin hard for fun
so stay off my dick becuz I ain´t the one
And for anyone tryin to bust me up
U better chill with that tryin to fuck me up
And if you´re talkin shit I´m gonna shut ya up
and all ya wack D.J.´s I´m gonna cut ya up
Cuz I don´t give a fuck about no one
and when I wax I tax and that´s just how it goes son
Yo ain´t no sucker
Cuz I´m the kid.."rock muther fucker"
Straight from Mo-town and I won´t slow down
I cease the cheese M.C,´s I moe down
And I show no shame cuz I´m down for mine
now tell me what´s my name
It ain´t Eric Clapton and this ain´t slowhand
I´m the kid ya dig and I´m a rock the whole land
Cuz no man can make a track this grand
and if you know what I know than just....
