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3 Sheets To the Wind (What's My Name?) Karaoke

Kid Rock

Lyrics3 Sheets To the Wind (What's My Name?)

What's my name

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Kid Rock Rock

What's my name

Kid Rock Rock

Kid Rock Rock

Kid Rock Rock

What's my name

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Kid Rock Rock

Ahh

I'm here and it's clear

I'm gonna flow so you black

Just get on up

Or yo get the Bozak

'Cuz it ain't Kojak or Dr Suess

It's the kid mother******

And I'm gonna get loose

'Cuz I got the juice to spruce

And get nice and

So enticing strong

Like a bison

Ruff like brandy

And no one knows

That I got more riffs

Than Randy Rhoads

Smash slash and when I trash

I bash

I get ill I chill

But u don't know the half

I trip I rip and though

I think I'm slick

I'm nothin' but a funky

Country hick

But I still get down

With a sound that pumps

And u can hear me from the trucks

And the trunks that bump

Never been questioned

By the FBI

Although I've tried every method

Just to get high

LSD s what I'm trippin' on

And OE bxtch

Is what I'm sippin' on

A big fat booty's

What I'm grippin' on

But for now I'm gonna rock

And keep rippin' on

Down to the mother******' AM

As I co bump and jump

And keep the crowd in mayhem

No brain no pain

Now c'mon y'all

And tell me what's my name

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Now break it down like this

3 sheets 3 the wind

Is the state I'm in

Half off the wagon

With my feet draggin'

Taggin' ho's

Getting' lots of trim

Getting' jocks and props

For all the spots I rock

I'm true I'm blue

Like Captain Kangaroo

And for the few who knew yo

I'm a bang for you

Because the Kid Rock

Ain't no ***** yo

And I ain't no radio

Wanna get rich ho

So count my props

You can't get with me

And **** all u cops

U ain't **** to me

But hos with guns

Playin' hard for fun

So stay off my ****

Because I ain't the one

For anyone tryin'

To bust me up

U better chill with that

Tryin' to **** me up

And if you're talkin' ****

I'm gonna shut ya up

And all ya wack DJ 's

I'm gonna cut ya up

'Cuz I don't give a ****

About no one

And when I wax I tax

And that's just how it goes son

Yo I ain't no sucker

'Cuz I'm the kid

Rock mother ******

Straight from Mo-town

And I won't slow down

I cease all the cheese

MC 's I mow down

And I show no shame

Cuz I'm down for mine

Now tell me what's my name

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C'mon c'mon Kid Rock Rock

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