Kid Rock - Cowboy (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
Search, synchronize, and download lyrics in LRC and SRT formats for YouTube music videos by videoID or Title.
You can preview or test subtitles before downloading them.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
(optional) Use the buttons below or the keyboard shortcuts "G" or "H" to adjust subtitle synchronization before downloading.
The available subtitles for the media will be listed below.
When available, click to load or test subtitles from the list below.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
Kid Rock - Cowboy (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
Well I'm packin' up my game
and I'mma head out west
Where real women come equipped
with scripts and fake breasts
Find a nest in the Hills,
chill like Flynt
Buy an old drop-top find
a spot to pimp
And I'mma Kid Rock it up
and down ya' block
With a bottle of scotch and
watch lots a crotch
Buy a yacht with a flag sayin'
"Chillin' the Most"
Then rock that bitch up
and down the coast
Give a toast to the sun,
drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix and
get tossed outta bars
Sip the Tiajuana, I want to roam
Find Motown, tell them fools
to come back home
Start an escort service for
all the right reasons
And set up shop at the
top of Four Seasons
Kid Rock and I'm the real McCoy
And I'm headed out west sucker
because I want to be a
Cowboy, baby!
With the top let back and
the sunshine shinin'
West Coast chillin' with
the Boone's wine
I want to be a Cowboy, baby!
Ride at night cause I sleep all day!
I can smell a pig from a mile away
I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin
when my train rolls in
It goes (whistling), like
dust in the wind
Stoned pimp, stoned freak,
stoned out of my mind
I once was lost but now I'm just blind
Palm trees and weeds, scabbed
knees and rice
Get a map to the stars,
find Heidi Fleiss
And if the price is right then
I'm gonna make my bid boy
And let Cali-for-ni-a know
why they call me
Yeah!
Kid Rock you can call me Tex
Rollin' Sunset woman with
a bottle of Beck's
Seen a slimmy in a 'Vette,
rolled down my glass
And said "Yeah this dick
fits right in your ass"
No kiddin', gun slingin',
spurs hittin' the floor
Call me hoss, I'm the boss with
the sauce and the whores
No remorse for the sheriff,
in his eye I ain't right
I'ma paint his town red then
paint his wife white
Cause chaos rock like Amedeus
Find West Coast pussy for
my Detroit playas
Mack like mayors ball like Lakers
They told us to leave but
bet they can't make us
Why they wanna pick on me
Lock me up and snort away my key
I ain't no G, I'm just
a regular failure
I ain't straight outta Compton,
I'm straight out the trailer
Cuss like a sailor, drink like a mick
My only words of wisdom
are just suck my dick
I'm flickin' my Bic up and
down that coast and
Keep on truckin' till
I fall in the ocean
?
Please support me on PATREON Thank you!