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Text: Kid Rock. Cocky. I'm a Dog.

A see me ride across the country with my shotty ridin' shotgun
Got slimmys on my jimmy with magnums rockin' platinum
Wig's dig this, the fuckin' police know I see 'em
So I'm headin' up to Reno like a Geo and I'll greet 'em

Free my mind of life's inconsistencies
You got a lot but yo you can't get these
Free my mind of life's inconsistencies
I had enough and you can swing on these

'Cause I'ma dog, baby
See me ride across the country
I'ma dog, bitch
Big suitcase full of money

I'ma dog, mamma
And I'm rollin' El Camino
I'ma dog

Drop top continental with a suicide, see me ride
You by my side, big girl, yo, we will never die
I'll be your Hollywood eyes and send you swingin', baby
Bring it home to pappa and rock gonna make it jingle, baby

It's a goddamn shame, people, they look at me
But I know in the end you give a fuck about me
And that's the reason I spit fire
And that's the reason I'ma set your ass on fire, fire

I shoulda never left the bottle
And if they want the truth
Then tell them bitches I shot 'em

I'ma dog, baby
See me ride across the country
I'ma dog, bitch
Big suitcase full of money

I'ma dog, mamma
And I'm rollin' El Camino
I'ma dog
Yeah

Yeah, can ya, can ya
Can ya feel it now?

Yeah, freedom or death, nothin' left to do but fill it up
Tripple X eyes of lust and you need to give it up
Live it up sucker 'cause they're sayin' my days are numbered
Who wants to live long anyway

I'm goin' out with a blast
Gettin' some ass and smokin' grass, leavin' all my cash for my little boy
You wouldn't understand, you don't know where I come from
Hey, yeah, yeah

'Cause I'ma dog, baby
See me ride across the country
I'ma dog, bitch
Big suitcase full of money

I'ma dog, mamma
And I'm rollin' El Camino
I'ma dog, yeah

I, I'ma dog, baby, yeah
I, I'ma dog, baby
I, I'ma dog, baby, yeah