Kid Rock

Bawitdaba is a song by American musician Kid Rock from his fourth album Devil Without a Cause. It was released as a single in 1999, helping push the success of the album. It has since become one of Kid Rock's most popular songs, receiving critical praise and entering the top 10 on the US Billboard Modern Rock Tracks chart, as well as on the New Zealand Singles Chart. Lyrics: [Intro] Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie (get ready) My name is Kid Kid Rock! [Chorus] Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie [Verse 1] And this is for the questions that don't have any answers The midnight glancers and the topless dancers The gander freaks, cars packed with speakers The G's with the 40's and the chicks with beepers The Northern Lights and the Southern Comfort And it don't even matter if their veins are punctured All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics And all my heroes in the Methadone clinics All you bastards at the IRS For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks For the shots of Jack and the caps of Meth Half pints of love and the 5th's of stress For the hookers all trickin' out in Hollywood And for my hoods of the world misunderstood I said, "It's all good, and it's all in fun [Pre-Chorus] Now get in the pit and try to love someone!" [Chorus] Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie (love someone!) Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie (kill someone!) Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie (love someone!) Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie (come on, come on, come on) [Verse 2] For the time bombs tickin' and the heads that hang All the gangs gettin' money in the heads they bang-bang Wild mustangs, the porno flicks All my homies in the county in Cell Block 6 The grits when there ain't enough eggs to cook And for D.B. Cooper and the money he took You can look for answers, but that ain't fun [Pre-Chorus] Now get in the pit and try to love someone! [Chorus] Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie (come on) Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie [Bridge] Love And for the hate And for the peace War! [Chorus] Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie (come on) Bawitdaba, da-bang, da-bang, diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up jump the boogie Bawitdaba (come), da-bang, da-bang (on), diggy-diggy-diggy Said the boogie, said up drop the boogie

"Don't Tell Me How To Live" (feat. Monster Truck) Fuck all you hoes Detroit till I die motherfucker Talking all that bullshit Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live I'm a moonshine sipper straight slipping in the darkness Far from heartless, I'm more like the sharpest Tool in the shed, no I never been the smartest But make no mistake, I hit the fucking hardest Devil without a cause, you heard me scream it And twenty years later, bitch I still fucking mean it Bucka bucka, you ain't never met a motherfucker like this Kiss my ass then you can suck a dick, sideways My way or the highway, listen up Ain't nothing changed here, I still don't give a fuck So what the fuck's up with all the backlash You snowflakes, here's a newsflash Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live Years ago, we all thought it was a joke, see? That every kid got a motherfucking trophy But yo homie, here's the situation A nation of pussies is our next generation And these minions and their agendas Every opinion has a millennial offended But this amendment one, it rings true And if you don't dissent, bitch, then see number two Ain't nothing new, right church, wrong pew Get a clue, a crew, your fake news and views Can all get the bottom of my motherfucking shoe I'm the last of a few still screaming fuck you Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live Oh, I'm gonna soar like an eagle My wings will carry me away I've got the heart of a lion And I get stronger every day You'll never tell me shit, you'll never flip my script Because I'm more outrageous than the Vegas strip You're like Mayberry bitch, I'm hard and crisp High risk hillbilly but I'm filthy rich You're like Milli Vanilli, kinda silly and shit I'm like Shotgun Willie smoking phillies and shit I'm like Reverend Run or David Lee Roth Like Springsteen bitch, I'm the motherfucking boss James Dean, shit, I'm more like Brad Pitt A little less pretty but I sling more dick I twang more riffs, I slide through grass I rip more lines than a ten pound bass Pass the mic, I'm like sloe gin fizz It ain't nobody, it ain't nobody Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live

Kid Rock - Full Concert Recorded Live: 7/24/1999 - Woodstock 99 East Stage (Rome, NY) Setlist: 0:00:00 - Intro 0:03:50 - Bawitdaba 0:11:09 - Devil Without A Cause 0:17:00 - Welcome To The Party 0:17:44 - I Am The Bullgod 0:23:40 - Balls In Your Mouth 0:25:55 - Somebody's Gotta Feel This 0:32:42 - Fortunate Son 0:37:08 - Cowboy 0:44:54 - My Name Is Rock 0:54:39 - Intrumental

Cowboy is a song by Kid Rock from his album Devil Without a Cause, and his first single to chart on the Billboard Hot 100, peaking at number 82, while reaching number 10 on the Mainstream Rock charts. With its lyrics about pimping and traveling to California, the song is considered to be one of Kid Rock's best works, and has been claimed as influencing modern country music, and as the first country rap song. Lyrics: [Intro] Cowboy Cowboy [Verse 1] Well I'm packin' up my game and I'ma 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'ma 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 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 wanna be a [Chorus] Cowboy, baby! With the top let back and the sunshine shinin' Cowboy, baby! West Coast chillin' with the Boone's wine I wanna be a Cowboy, baby! Ridein' at night 'cause I sleep all day! Cowboy, baby! I can smell a pig from a mile away [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] Cowboy, baby! With the top let back and the sunshine shinin' Cowboy, baby! West Coast chillin' with the Boone's wine I wanna be a Cowboy, baby! Ridein' at night 'cause I sleep all day! Cowboy, baby! I can smell a pig from a mile away [Verse 3] 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 Amadeus 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 [Chorus] Cowboy, baby! With the top let back and the sunshine shinin' Cowboy, baby! Spend all my time in Hollywood and Vine Cowboy, baby! Ride at night 'cause I sleep all day! Cowboy, baby! I can smell a pig from a mile away Cowboy, baby! With the top let back and the sunshine shinin' Cowboy, baby! With the top let back and the sunshine shinin' Cowboy!