I Got 1 For Ya — текст песни (Kid Rock)

Lit up like the 4th
I`ma happy drunk
Come to papa big mama
Cause your daddys drunk
I wanna pump, pump it up like the Good Year blimp
Make ya holla for a dolla
Thats the way I pimp
Gold links and minks and shrimp dinners on the Bayou
Thems are the things that I ain`t gonna buy you
Its like one of them freak thangs
Hit it once - maybe every couple weeks thangs
I got no love
I got no riches
I don`t roll vouges
And I ain`t got switches
I got no game, I can`t reward ya
But if you wanna long one baby...

Chorus x2
I got 1 for ya
This is your shot
(Uh-huh check it)

People always talkin` what they gonna do
They must want their face to maybe taste my shoe
I can`t understand all the push and shove
And what the fuck to the peace and love
Who planted that glove man - I don`t care
I`m too busy running my fingers thru your mama`s hair
I got no time for the fakes and the phonies
The crooks and the creeps and the cops and the cronies
Am I the only one on my side
Test my pride I betcha run and hide
You think I`m weak so you looking for the kill
But theres sixteen shots in my ninemilly...

Chorus x2

Jimmy Jimmy Ji-Jimmy Jimmy
Yeah... Yeah, lay it down brotha
(Lay it down wit it baby)

Record companies stressing cause they all want hits
And yeah I`m bout it bout it so I make `em like this
They say hey there boy all we need is one song
Shorten up that hook we don`t need it that long
Don`t wanna hear me cuss don`t wanna hear me brag
So I`m grabbing on my thingy while I let my pants sag
Never been what I`ve written
Just writing what I`m doing
They say they like my records but they`re still boo-hooing
My choice always tight
My rhymes will floor ya
Hey fly you wanna hear money? Ha ha ha...

Chorus to fade