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  • Текст песни Kid Rock - American Bad Ass

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    Слова песни American Bad Ass (Song Lyrics)

    Yeah
    And I set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands
    We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans
    And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame
    I played their game
    And as they scream my name
    I will show no shame
    I live and die for this
    And if I come off soft
    Then chew on this

    Are you scared?

    Devil Without A Cause
    And I'm back with the beaver hats
    And Ben Davis slacks
    Thirty pack of Strohs
    Thirty pack of hoes
    No rogaine and the propane flows
    The chosen one
    I'm the living proof
    With the gift of gab
    From the city of truth
    I jabbed and stabbed
    And knocked critics back
    And I did not stutter when I said that
    I'm going platinum
    Sellin rhymes
    I went platinum
    Seven times
    And still they ill
    They wanna see us fry
    I guess because Only God Knows Why
    Why why why why

    Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
    They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
    So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
    Say hey hey
    Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
    I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
    Show me some metal and say
    Hey hey hey hey
    Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!!
    Fuck all y'all

    I like AC/DC and ZZ Top
    Bocephus, Beasties and the kings of rock
    Skynyrd, Segar, Limp, Korn, the Stones
    David Allen Coe and no show Jones
    Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
    Pass that bottle around
    Got the rock from Detroit
    Soul from Motown
    The underground stoned fuckin pimp
    With tracks that mack and slap back the whack
    Never gay, no way, I dont play with ass
    But watch me rock with Liberace flash
    Punk rock, The clash
    Boy bands are trash
    I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash
    Flash flash flash flash

    ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
    They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
    So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
    Say hey hey
    Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
    I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
    Show me some metal and say
    Hey hey hey hey
    Uh, uh, uh, Gat

    Yeah, I saw your band
    Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks
    When you gonna learn sucker
    You just can't fuck with
    Twisted Brbrbr Brown Brown...TRUCKER
    TRuuuuuccckeeeeerrrrr

    I'm an... American Bad Ass
    Watch me kick
    You can roll with rock
    Or you can Suck My Dick (undedited version) or Radio Edit (edited version)
    I'm a porno flick, I'm like amazing grace
    I'm gonna fuck some hoe's after I rock this place
    Super fly, livin double wide
    Side car my glide
    So Joe C can ride
    Full sack to share
    Bringin flash and glare
    Got the long hair swingin middle finger in the air
    Snakeskin suits, Sixty-five Chevelle's
    See me ride in sin
    Hear the rebel yell
    I won't live to tell
    So if you do
    Give the next generation a big, Fuck You!
    Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma
    Said fuck highschool, pissed on my diploma
    Smell the aroma
    Check my hits
    I know it stinks in here
    Cause I'm the shit, shit, shit, shit, shit

    Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
    They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
    So throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
    Say hey hey
    Let me hear where you're at and say hey hey
    I'm givin' it back so say, hey hey
    Show me some metal and say
    Hey hey hey hey
    Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh
    I'm a cowboy
    Bad ass in black
    Singin
    Hey hey hey hey
    From side to side
    From front to back
    Say hey hey hey hey
    I put Detroit city back on the map
    And singin
    Hey hey hey hey
    Kid Rock's in the house
    And thats where I'm at

    Hahahaha

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