Текст песни Kid Rock f Uncle kracker - Trucker Anthem
Kid Rock f Uncle kracker - Trucker Anthem слова песни
Who`s in the house, TruckerWho`s in the house, TruckerWho`s in the house, TruckerWho`s in the house, TruckerSingin` hey now people here we comeHere we come, motherfuckers, here we kitty come comeYou know what we do and where we`re from, Detroit babyYou got fifteen seconds to get to your seat now, ah yeah, uhWe`re gonna start this show and blow your minds now, yeahWho`s in the house, who`s your uncle, Uncle Kracker[Uncle Kracker]Double Wide on the side, in the back of the busI`m your Uncle Kracker, sitting platinum plusDouble platinum, what, triple platinum, fuckYou`d be accountant, motherfucker if you add that upCan you back that up, yeah, but what forI`ve got a big brick house with two gold doorsWhat`s more than that, you need to shut my mouthI`m the same motherfucker you been hearing about`Kracker went pop`, no, I did the pop dashFloatin` through the airwaves, pickin` up cashI dropped Follow Me, people thought I went soft, shitChill, I`m still very difficult to fuck withStraight out of the sticks of Romeo, MichiganThe early mornin` stoned, motherfucking pimp of the God damn nationYee-haw, motherfuckers, let`s rockWith the Kid, yes y`all ya dig, ya don`t stopGot riffs to rock, brought booze to slamNow who`s the man, Kid Rock, God damnBack on the scene like a fiend for beatsAin`t slept in weeks, got too many freaksSeen too many geeks try to rock the rapSo I`m back with heat to unseat the wackI`m a unpack and set up shopI`m a step back and watch ya rockI`m a bomb tracks to stop the popThen I`m a master-blast it through the aftershockI got dug ditches to bury you bitchesWho whoa the flow, who wanna stop the showSo I`m a roll and throw another on point sevenFrom North of Detroit, way South of Heaven, yeahTurn it up, uh, come onRock motherfucker with the T-B-TRollin` through your city like the General LeeYou wanna fuck with me, don`t test the oddsCause your arms are too short to box with GodBut if you send me your address, I`ll swing byCall up your friends, I`ll get your whole fucking crew highSay bye, bye, bye to the wackAnd let it be known Kid Rock is backYeah, rollin` with the T-B-TWe`re gonna rock the house for my man Joe C.Yeah, we`re gonna start this showCome on, come on, yeah