Kid Rock – Lay It On Me Lyric

Cowboy baby <br>
You know my credits <br>
Don''t ask if it''s true <br>
Fuck it I said it <br>
Regret It <br>
Never <br>
Pimpin'' <br>
Forever <br>
Pull more ho''s than a free cash lever <br>
So you better never <br>
Question the clever clever <br>
I''ll sever whatever go getter and turn em'' redder than ever <br>
You bet I''ll wet her <br>
And leaving her making'' to miss me <br>
Cause that''s how we do it up in Detroit City <br>
71 supercharged big block hemi <br>
Your El DeBarge <br>
I''m livin'' more like Lemmy <br>
Benny and The Jets is Hot <br>
But you ain''t never met a motherfucker like Kid Rock <br>
And Twisted Brown Trucker''s like a loaded gun <br>
We''re the band <br>
That other bands run from <br>
Doing the backstage boogie <br>
Is were you''ll find me <br>
If you want some of that <br>
Flash a pass come back <br>
And lay it on me <br> <br>
Chorus <br>

Lay it on me <br>
Baby you''ve got to <br>
Lay it on me <br>
Just lay it on me <br>
You gots to <br>
Lay it on me <br> <br>
Now, people always saying I ain''t living right <br>
But it ain''t my fault you misplaced your life <br>
Replaced your wife <br>
With some two bit missy <br>
Now she''s getting fucked up in Detroit City <br>
Tripping'' with the hippies <br>
Bikers, Thugs <br>
Hit me with a Mickey <br>
Fast women and drugs <br>
One love for two minutes <br>
The third minute I''m gone <br>
Wake me up to eat <br>
Around the crack of dawn <br>
I''m making pancakes baby <br>
If you crack me eggs <br>
You''ll feel the Irish tornado <br>
If you spread your legs <br>
No need to brag <br>
And don''t trail behind me <br>
Just step up front <br>
A little lady <br> <br>
Chorus <br>

Lay it on me <br>
Baby you''ve got to lay it on me <br>
Just lay it on me <br>
You''ve gots to lay it on me <br> <br>
We''re coming <br>
Live from Detroit <br>
It''s Saturday night <br>
Got the funky fresh rhymes <br>
No need to bite <br>
And to ya''ll he haws <br>
Who thought I''d never rank <br>
I''m going <br>
All the way to the bank bitch <br>
I got rich off of keeping it real <br>
While you Radioheads <br>
Are reinventing the wheel <br>
Got critics all tripping off of I don''t know what <br>
While I''m sippin'' King Louis <br>
Not giving a fuck <br>
Trash me in the news <br>
Give me wack reviews <br>
But you''ll never find another <br>
Who can fill my shoes <br>
Who can moan the blues <br>
Who can rock the rap <br>
Who can rock <br>
Who can roll <br>
Who can flow like that <br>
Black rim and a pocket full of phone numbers <br>
From Pam Anderson <br>
To Susan Summers <br>
Understand I want peace like Gandhi <br> <br>
But until that dayI''m a walk this way <br>
So lay it on me <br>
I''m talking all night long <br>
Lay it on me <br>
Like a bang a gong <br>
Lay it on me <br>
With AC/DC on <br>
From Hells Bells <br>
To the next 9 songs <br>
Lay it on <br> I can love you like that <br>
Lay it on me <br>
I''d rather fuck to Foghat <br>
Lay it on me <br>
I can make you shake <br>
Slow ride it baby <br>
Through the piano break <br>
Come on <br>
So step up front a little lady <br>
Lay it on me <br>