on my guitar, puff loud through my big nose You'll never see me in thyland But you can catch kid rock on a hot day rollin on the island Bellisle b-b-
on my guitar, puff loud through my big nose You'll never see me in Thyland But you can catch Kid Rock on a hot day rollin on the island Bellisle B-B
Translation: Kid Rock. Rollin' On The Island.
on my guitar, puff loud through my big nose You'll never see me in Thyland But you can catch Kid Rock on a hot day rollin on the island Bellisle B-B-
Pick a island on the map, I been to it Shorty wan' try anal, her friends do it Wrists rocked up shinin, flawless diamonds You could hardly see the face on
me everytime you trespass on my property I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop blockin me Sloppily, your woman on the stop-watch clockin me Possibly I rock
No contest, M.E.-Eth Man's obsessed With sex, drugs and rock & roll New tecs and calicos! Word has it we move mathematic on rappers Who don't add up,
' they arms, the Arabs Sit back, coolin' like Kahlua's on rocks On the crack spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots You bitches who fuck dreds on Sudafeds
set Puncture your lung and inflate your chest I keep killas on mountain tops, plotting on housing cops While I'm in the spot, bagging up rocks, I'm counting
Sponsored by Stark Enterprise Shout out to everybody on Staten Island Don't touch that dial Ay yo, ay yo, my name's on your roster kid, I mean business
of the Bronx Streets of state in Island Wherever you see em they slither Whoever fearsome shit check it out It broke me up when they pat me on my shoulder
motherfucker got on The whole white trash nation, rock rock on Now wait a minute, let's bring it back a little bit When you first started rappin, you was all on
