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Lay It On Me

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  • Lay it on me C-cowboy baby, you know my credits Don't ask if it's true, fuck it, I said it Regret it, never, pimpin', forever Pull more hoes than a free cash lever So you better never question the clever, clever I'll sever whatever, go-getter and turn 'em redder than ever You bet I'll wet her and leave and makin' her miss me Cause that's how we do it up in Detroit City Seventy-one supercharged big block hemi You're El DeBarge, I'm livin' more like Lemmy B-B-B-B-B-Benny and the Jets is hot But you ain't never met a motherfucker like Kid Rock And Twisted Brown Trucker's like a loaded gun We're the band that other bands run from Doin' the backstage boogie, is where you'll find me If you want some of that, flash a pass, come back and lay it on me Lay it on me Baby you've got to lay it on me Uh, just lay it on me You gots to lay it on me Now, people always say I ain't living right But it ain't my fault you misplaced your life Replaced your wife with soem two-bit missy And now she's getting fucked up in Detroit City Trippin' with the hippies, bikers, thugs Hit me with a Mickey, fast women and drugs One love for two minutes, the third minute I'm gone Wake me up to eat around the crack of dawn I'm making pancakes baby, if you crack the eggs You'll feel the Irish tornado if you spread your legs No need to brag, and don't trail behind me Just step up front a little lady, and lay it on me Lay it on me Baby you've got to lay it on me Uh, just lay it on me You gots to lay it on me We're coming, we're coming, we're coming Live from Detroit, it's Saturday night Got the funky fresh rhymes, no need to bite And to y'all hee-haws who thought I'd never rank I'm going hahahaha all the way to the bank, bitch I got rich off of keeping it real While you Radiohead's are reinventing the wheel Got critics all trippin' off I don't know what While I'm sippin' King Louis not giving a fuck Trash me in the news, give me wack reviews But you'll never find another who can fill my shoes Who can moan the blues, who can rock the rap Who can rock, who can roll, who can flow like that Black rim, and a pocket full of phone numbers From Pan Anderson to Susan Summers Understand I want peace like Gandhi But until that day I'm a walk this way So lay it on me, I'm talking all night long Lay it on me, like a banger gong Lay it on me, with AC/DC on From Hell's Bells through the next nine songs Lay it on, I can love you like that Lay it on me, I'd rather fuck fo Foghat Lay it on me, I can make you shake Slow ride it baby through the piano break, come on Lay it on me, you gotta one, two, three, give it up So step up front, a, little lady, lay it on me

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