Cocky Lyrics

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 motherf*ckers on my dick

So what, say how, say who
f*ck what, f*ck me, f*ck 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*ck are you?
I'm Kid motherf*ckin' 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' motherf*cker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' motherf*cker if ya back it up

I'm from the outskirts of Detroit rock city
A shirts, Cadillacs, big titties
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*ck models, love strippers
Known as the big tipper with the big dipper

I got queens holdin' keys to my slipper
f*ck a real good girl
I got the baddest bitch in the world

They say I'm cocky and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' motherf*cker if ya back it up They say I'm cocky, and I say, "What?"
It ain't braggin' motherf*cker 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
Bitch 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*ckin' my maids
Never mind my age but if we're takin' number
15 million sold motherf*cker

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

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

� GAJE MUSIC; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; THIRTY TWO MILE MUSIC;

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