Kid Rock | Lyrics | Cocky

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  • Song Name: Cocky
  • Artist Name: Kid Rock
  • Album: Cocky
  • Songwriters: Frederick L Beauregard, Matthew Shafer, R.J. Ritchie
  • Release Date: 2001.11.20
  • Label: Atlantic

LYRICS FOR "Cocky"

Guess who's back?

I used to be broke, confused, no joke
Got used, smoked dope, paid dues
Refused to give up quick
Now there's 10 million m************ on my dick

So what, say how, say who
F*** what, f*** me, f*** you
Come clean, you know I will
Drink a fifth of Jim Beam and still stand still

I'm the illest fool
Cooler than the water in a swimmin' pool
Fly like a seagull, kickin' like a mule
More jams than a beetle from Liverpool, I deliver fool

Now, who the f*** are you?
I'm Kid motherfuckin' Rock from the old school
Got more money, than Matchbox 20
Get more ass than Mark McGrath

They say I'm cocky and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' m*********** if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' m*********** if ya back it up

I'm from the outskirts of Detroit rock city
A shirts, Cadillacs, big t******
Skinny models you can keep those
I like big corn fed mid western hoes

Don't you know? Talk fast, pimp slow
Show up to black ties in t-shirts and slippers
Sippin' liquor, f*** models, love strippers
Known as the big tipper with the big dipper

I got queens holdin' keys to my slipper
F*** a real good girl
I got the baddest b**** in the world

They say I'm cocky and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' m*********** if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' m*********** if ya back it up

You think you got it good in Hollywood
I got acres of land laid back in the woods
Holdin' shares, cool like Fonzy
Rollin' Lake St. Clair in my 40 ft donzy

You got a Bentley? Wow
I got jets with web bars and trucks with gold plows
B**** bow when I pimp through
For the Kid the Rock the red, white and blue

Who knew the Kid would be
Everything from old George Jones to Jay Z
Baby, I'm sick of gettin' ripped off
So pissed 'bout to be pissed off

Mackin' me 'cause you know I'm paid
That's why I'm clapin' my gardeners and f*****' my maids
Never mind my age but if we're takin' number
15 million sold m***********

They say I'm cocky and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' m*********** if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' m*********** if ya back it up

Cocky and I say "What?"
It ain't braggin' m*********** if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' m*********** if ya back it up

Back it up, back it up
Back it up, back it up
Back it up, back it up
Back it up, back it up

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