Subject: Sing It, Kid Rock!
Verse 3: Kid Rock, Thornetta Davis, Joe-C, Kid Rock & Thornetta Davis]
Now some people say my mind's blown
I'm coolin' like a snow cone
On my cell phone, I'm paid, G
Can't call me, just page me (Daddy, yeah)
Young ladies, young ladies
I like 'em underage, see
Some say that's statutory
But I say it's mandatory
My story ain't that complex
Two forties and a Rolex
I rip, I rock, I roll, G
I trim my hair with the Flowbee
Got soul, G, like Al Green
Co-coolin' like the A-Team
From Maine to San Francisco
I'm shootin' like a pistol
I'm so slick, I'm Crisco
Daddy likes to disco