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Is That You? (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Violent J, Violent J, is that you?
I’m on the microphone, so what’cha wanna do?
Violent J, Violent J, is that you?
A wicked, wicked clown painted just for you
I drink Faygo it’s only a buck-ten
I’m a pour it on your tits when we fucking
Cuz I’m with that kinky shit, hoe
I can see you butt-naked in your window
Shimmy up the house side dash
Now I’m gonna press my nuts on the glass
Let me in, hoe, don’t ya know
I’m Violent J of the ICP, yo I got me a
checklins cashing
If I could spend it with the hoes I’m crashing
But don’t get all geek slut
Cuz I’m a buy ya some lava to wash your butt
What’s this clown shit about?
A knife to your neck and your throats hanging out
With a do-me-ray
Now it’s about time I say
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell ya what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you? Yo, Nate, Yo,
Nate Woohoo!!!
Frontin’, they frontin’, everybody’s frontin’
Violent Violent J is gonna tell ya something
If ya know a bitch who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid Rock will probably eat that shit
Boohoo motherfucker what’cha cry for
I’m that nigga that your bitch would die for
The whore showed up at my front door
So I fucked her in the ass and I threw her out
the back door
The bitch thought it was a cake drive
She said drive me to the city, so I dropped her
off at lakeside
You driving me home, well I meant ta
But plans have changed so get your ass on the centaur
Hoe, this ain’t no taxi I be mackin’ hoes, they
don’t mack me
Never slacking, hoes I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid Rock Never slacking, hoes I be macking
Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk, the funk from the old days
Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk from the old days
Well, I’m up for the shot in a minute
Show me a valley, I might yodek in it
Like somebody else I know I been to Mount Plen
as I’ve been to Romeomeomeo
Wicked clowns gonna flow for ya son
Three for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies that I run with
Bitch call your mother cause you’re done with
Toe tip-toe, I snuck in your house
And fell asleep butt-naked on the front couch
So, excuse me, pops, I’m napping
So could ya shut the fuck up with that yapping
And your wife’s all worked up for nothing
She act like she ain’t never seen a wang or something
Cuz it really don’t matter I’m a show my nuts to
innocent bystander
Every fucking day
Cuz it’s about time I say
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell you what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
I just said it was motherfucker
Skinny dipping in the pool, you know I drown hoes
Fuck them doggie style and play that ass like a bongo
Hit it, hit hi-hit it
Hitting homerums and never wimp, ho
Smoke my dick like it’s a big spliff
This ain’t a blooper and I’m no joker
But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like a super soaker
But I won’t pull it out for a cheap joke
Instead I play John Holmes in a sequel to Deep Throat
Taste the nut in your mouth, just to school ya
But ho, don’t let the smooth taste fool ya
Don’t let the smooth taste fool ya…

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Is That You? (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

jermaine dupree
you know how i do it i try to rock ya all night all night you know how i do it i try to rock ya all might all night yes indeed
chorus
i’m looking for the one who can rock it from the night to the daylight ain’t afraid to go and see what it tastes like keep it in the groove make it stay tight is that you repeat

verse
not just my lover my best friend down down through thick and thin with me through the very end is what i’m looking for somebody who understands it’s all about me does everything in my dreams knows just what i need to make me happy could you be

chorus

verse
you’ve got to know what i mean when i say do you love me and how much do you think of me the hook up we’ve got going on on on the most beautiful thing to me is to see two people in harmony in love in love i’m happy to let you know

chorus

bridge
it’s everybody’s dream to find the one that was made for them even though your chances are slim you just gotta believe that when it gets too hard you can’t fall apart you gotta keep on keep on tryin to get what you’re lookin for

chorus repeat 3x’s

Is That You (Letra)

Kiss

Kiss

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Cat’s droolin’ on the bar stool, shake your hips and crack your whips
Cheap seventeen and trashed out, you went too far, been a bitch you are
Your reputation’s in the bathroom, it’s on the wall and down the hall
I hear you’re cheatin’ with my teacher after school, tell me what you do
When you know, you always get the boys you like
Play nice, then stick them with your knife, take off your insecure disguise

Is that you, crawlin’ up my stairs, is that you
(is that you, crawlin’ up my stairs) is that you, lookin’ half way dead

Write on the mirror with your lipstick, much too vain, got scattered brains
You used me just enough to get off, act your age, get off your stage

When you know, you always get the boys you like
Play nice, then stick them with your knife, take off your insecure disguise

Chorus:
Is that you, crawlin’ up my stairs, is that you
(is that you, crawlin’ up my stairs)
Is that you, lookin’ half way dead, is that you
(is that you, lookin’ half way dead) is that you, with your long black hair

You always get the boys you like, play nice, then stick them with your knife
You always get the boys you like, play nice, then stick them with your knife
Take off your insecure disguise

Chorus repeats out

Is That You? (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

By icp & kid rock

Violent j, violent j, is that you?
I’m on the microphone, so what’cha wanna do?
Violent j, violent j, is that you?
A wicked, wicked clown, just for you
I drink faygo it’s only a buck-ten
I’m a pour it on your tits when we fucking
Cuz i’m with that kinky shit, ho
I can see you butt-naked in your window
Shimmy up the house side dash
Knock and i press my nuts on the glass
Let me in, ho, don’t ya know
I’m violent j of the icp, yo
I got me a check let’s cash it
If i could spend it with the hoes on grass shit
But don’t get all geek slut
Cuz i’m a buy ya some lava to wash your butt
"uhh what’s this clown shit about?"
A knife to your neck and your throats hanging out
With a do-mi-ray
Now it’s about time i say:

[chorus]
Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell ya what i wanna do
Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
Yo lay, yo lay, yo lay *y hooooo!

Frontin’, they frontin’, everybody’s frontin’
Violent violent j is gonna tell ya something
If ya know a bitch who got grits
Kid rock, kid rock will probably eat that shit

[-kid rock-]
Boohoo motherfucker what’cha cryin’ for?
I’m that nigger that your bitch would die for
The whore showed up at my front door
So i fucked her in her ass and i threw her out the back door
The bitch thought it was a cake drive
She said: "drive me to the city", so i dropped her off at lakeside
"aren’t you driving me home?", well i meant ta
But plans have changed so get your ass on the center
Ho, this ain’t no taxi
I be mackin’ hoes, they don’t mack me
Never slacking, hoes i be macking
Yeah…kid rock, kid rock
Never slacking, hoes i be macking
Violent j serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk, the funk from the old days
Violent j serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk from the old days
Well, i’m up for the shot in a minute
Show me a valley, i might doal in it
Like somebody else i know
I been to mount clemens as i’ve been to romeomeomeo
Wicked clowns gonna flow for ya some
Three for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies that i run with
Bitch, call your mother cause you’re done with
Toe tip-toe, i snuck in your house
And fell asleep butt-naked on the front couch
So, excuse me, pops, i’m napping
So could ya shut the fuck up with that yapping
And your wife’s all worked up for nothing
She act like she ain’t never seen a wang or something
Cuz it really don’t matter
I’m a show my nuts to innocent bystander
Every fucking day
Cuz it’s about time i say

[chorus]
Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell you what i wanna do
Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
I just said it was motherfucker

[-kid rock-]
Skinny dipping in the pool, you know i drown hoes
Fuck ‘em doggie style and play that ass like the bongo
Hit it, hit hi-hit it
Hitting homerums and never whiff, ho
Smoke my dick like it’s a big spliff
This ain’t a blooper and i’m no joker
But i can shoot a nut 50 foot like the super soaker
But yo, i’m not gonna pull it out for a cheap joke
Instead i play john holmes in a sequel to deep throat
Taste the nut in your mouth, just to school ya
But ho, don’t let the smooth taste fool ya
Don’t let the smooth taste fool ya…[¡á3]
…fuckin’ fool ya
Don’t let the smooth taste fool ya…
…word