Road Trip movie

Road Trip movie - E.M.S.P. lyrics

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Song by Kid Rock f/ Uncle Kracker<br /><br>

A ha ha, that's right motherfuckers<br>

I'm Back.<br>

This is the true story about mackin<br>

Check it<br>

Times are changin'<br>

Talk about it<br>

More so each year,<br>

But the Early Mornin'<br>

Stoned Pimp is here.<br>

So let it rain, and let the guitar rock<br>

And if ya me yawn<br>

Just drop that top<br>

Come on...<br>

Hey hey hey<br>

Well well well well<br>

Hey hey hey<br>

Well well well well<br>

<br>

And I be catchin' them northern pike<br>

Like on a ten pound test<br>

Success, never fess, take a guess<br>

I be the early mornin' stoned pimp,<br>

Straight limpin,<br>

Boone's Farm drinkin,<br>

At the party big booty pinchin'<br>

Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin,<br>

the fine ho drillin<br>

With the million dollar talent<br>

And the ten cent brain,<br>

Been gone too long, too much cocaine,<br>

But now that I'm back, on the block<br>

I'm ready to rock<br>

Left to right, all night<br>

My game's tight, I wish you might<br>

Take a bite<br>

Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product<br>

Fresh from the harvest<br>

Who'll be the largest, hardest smartest label in town<br>

Top Dog get down<br>

<br>

Radio won't play me, but still I got the kids around<br>

the world goin' Kid Rock crazy<br>

Wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks,<br>

Kid Rock be comin' with the boom boom boom biatch<br>

I from the sticks biatch<br>

Straight from the RO<br>

<br>

"Kid Rock I ain'ts no bitch"<br>

Ah, yes you are ho<br>

So quit frontin' like ya don't know,<br>

when I step straight into the party with my homeboy<br>

Tino<br>

"What's up?"<br>

So get a good look bro<br>

Get a good gander<br>

I'm made in Detroit<br>

but my name aint Stanzler<br>

Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus<br>

While you're lookin' really gay like fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus<br>

I'm the highest MC of all time<br>

Got my mind on the D<br>

And the D on my mind And the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see<br>

Hit me twice with the Tussin and the morphine IV<br>

I be<br>

What they call an O-G bitch<br>

I'm the motherfuckin' Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp<br>

<br>

Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all<br>

Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all<br>

Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all<br>

Because the Detroit party don't stop y'all<br>

<br>

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all<br>

Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y'all<br>

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all<br>

Because the Kid Rock party don't stop y'all<br>

<br>

Now I'm the self made mack on a mountain on Mars<br>

Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause<br>

A Lincoln Continental and a Gran Marquis<br>

Rag top, drop down, rollin' on chrome D's bitch<br>

The purple furs and the gold trim glasses<br>

I only bust the fat asses<br>

And I don't be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me<br>

Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real <br>

G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin,<br>

Early mornin' stoned pimpin<br>

I been down, been around,<br>

From the bottom to the top<br>

Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock<br>

<br>

Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya<br>

Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll just fuck ya<br>

With the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit<br>

Im the Early Morning Stoned Pi-imp<br>

<br>

Hey hey hey<br>

Come on yo.<br>

<br>

Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all<br>

Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all<br>

Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all<br>

Because the Detroit party don't stop y'all<br>

<br>

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all<br>

Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y'all<br>

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all<br>

Because the Kid Rock party don't stop y'all<br>

<br>

My name is Tino, you know<br>

Baby let's get funky,<br>

I'm like Lenny Bruce girl but I ain't no goddamn junkie<br>

Cruisin' with the Kid in my '71<br>

To the crib of love<br>

Gonna get us some, ladies<br>

We keep em on a string ah<br>

Midgets in the house wanna smell my finger<br>

Comin' for ya baby cause your so sure bumpin'<br>

How do ya like me now in my brand new Turban<br>

I'm a natural born hoodlum<br>

Not George Raft<br>

One of these days you kids will pay for my autograph<br>

So groove baby, groove baby call your mama<br>

I'm like Charlie Hooker baby<br>

I got the boogie drama<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

<br>

Ridin' around the neighborhood<br>

Me and Kid Rock were up to no good<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

With your leather miniskirt and we got some wine<br>

Playin' the radio ya look so fine<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

Let's get funky, that's my job<br>

Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12<br>

Day in and day out<br>

Let's get funky<br>

Come on everybody<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

With the boogie drama<br>

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