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Tekstovi: Kid Rock. Devil Without A Cause. I Got One For Ya.

Lit up like the Fourth, I'm a happy drunk
Come to Poppa, big Momma 'cause your Daddy's drunk
I wanna pump, pump it up like the Goodyear Blimp
Make ya hollar for a dollar, that's the way I pimp

Gold links and minks and shrimp dinners on the bayou
Thems are the things that I ain't gonna buy you
It's like one of them freak things
Hit it once maybe every couple week things

I got no love, I got no riches
I don't roll Vogues and I ain't got Switches
I got no game, I can't reward ya
But if you want a long one, baby

I got one for ya, this is your shot
I got one for ya, this is your shot

Uh huh, check it
People always talkin' what they gonna do
They must want their face to maybe taste my shoe
I can't understand all the push and shove
And what the fuck's happened to the peace and love

Who planted that glove man, I don't care
I'm too busy runnin' fingers through your Momma's hair
I got no time for the fakes and the phonies
The crooks and the creeps and the cops and the cronies

Am I the only one on my side
Test my pride, I bet you run and hide
You think I'm weak so you're lookin' for the kill
But there's sixteen shots in my nine milimil

I got one for ya, uh huh, this is your shot
I got one for ya, this is your shot
Jimmy, Jimmy, Ji ah, Jimmy, Jimmy

I like that
Yeah, lay it down, brother
Lay it down with me, baby
Lay it down with me, baby
This is your chance

Record companies stressing 'cause they all want hits
And yeah, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it so I make 'em like this
They say, "Hey there, boy, all we need is one song
Shorten up that hook, we don't need it that long"

Don't want to hear me 'cause don't want to hear me brag
So I'm grabbin' on my thingy while I let my pants sag
Never thinkin' what I'm writin', just writin' what I'm doin'
They say they like my record but they're still boo hooin'

My joint's always tight, my rhymes will floor ya
Hey, Slime, you wanna hit money, ha ha ha

I got one for ya
Bet that ass
This is your shot
Uh huh, Uh huh

I got one for ya
Here it is
This is your shot
Uh

We got one for ya babe, me and Kid Rock
We got one for ya babe, me and Kid Rock
Hey, hey

I got one for ya, babe
I got one for ya, babe
I got one for ya, babe

Me and Kid Rock, we gonna rock and gonna roll
We gonna rock, gonna roll, gonna rock 'n' roll
Gonna rock, gonna roll, we gonna rock around
Ha hii, hii, I like that