Lyrics Cocky - Kid Rock

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 ain’t braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I’m cocky, and I say What?
It ain’t braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
I’m from the outskirts of Detroit rock city
A shirts, Cadillacs, big titties
Skinny models you can keep those
I like big corn fed mid western hoes
Don’t 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 zipper
Fuck a real good girl, I got the baddest bitch in the world
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 Bentley?
Wow!
I got jets with wet 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 gardeners and fuckin' my maids
Nevermind my age but if we’re takin' number
15 million sold motherfucker