Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Rock
Lead Vocals
Misty Love
Background Vocals
Kenny Olson
Lead Guitar
Stefanie Eulinberg
Drums
Jimmie Bones
Keyboards
Shirley Hayden
Background Vocals
The Politicians
Sampled Artist
Uncle Kracker
Turntables
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
BRIAN HOLLAND
Songwriter
Eddie Holland
Songwriter
Robert J. Ritchie
Songwriter
Lamont Dozier
Songwriter
Matthew Shafer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Rock
Producer
Aaron Lepley
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Derek Matuja
Assistant Engineer
Al Sutton
Mixing Engineer
John Travis
Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
The Twisted Brown Trucker Band
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It ain't nothing but a party, hey
From the early evening till the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way, welcome 2 the party
[Verse 2]
Well, my name's Kid Rock, I'm a Capricorn
And Detroit City is where I was born
When I was young I knew I'd always be
A super live body rocking MC
[Verse 3]
I'm TNT, I'm dynamite
And I'm gon' rock this party all damn night
I got the gift of gab, I can walk the walk
I became an MC when I learned to talk
[Verse 4]
Saying, goo-goo gah-gah, I got a lotta
Time to eat MC's like piranha
I'm a pro at this, yeah, the ultimate
'Cause I don't spit my rap too quick
I'm the lady's pick all around the the world
But I only got eyes for just one girl
[Verse 5]
I don't twirl around like a ballerina
I roll through towns and I rock arenas
I may seem a little under age
But at least I am not under paid
[Verse 6]
I'm one-of-a-kind, here to shock your mind
And I will serve no rhymes before their time
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame, I don't really know
But my game's so tight, I think I'm gonna go pro
[Verse 7]
So here we go, here, here we go
I'ma rock it up high, then rock it down low
From the floor, to the ceiling, to the living room
'Cause people like to hear my bass go, boom
[Verse 8]
The one two three, three t-two one
Don't stop me now, I've just begun
Don't cut me down, don't start no fight
Or I'll put my foot in your ass tonight
[Verse 9]
I'm outta sight like the planet Mars
And when I set my sights, I shoot for stars
I don't like small cars or real big women
But somehow, I always find myself in 'em
[Verse 10]
I'm a hidden gem, a rolling stone
I'm a one man band with a microphone
Here to make you shake and move your body
So come on in and welcome 2 the party
[Verse 11]
It ain't nothing but a party, hey
From the early evening till the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way, welcome 2 the party
[Verse 12]
Uh, uh, excuse me, Mr. Kid Rock, uh, can I do my thing?
Uh, can I have a little something to say right here?
[Verse 13]
Oh, yeah, go ahead, baby
[Verse 14]
I'm a real live show, you can watch me throw
I'm the M to the L and I'll let you know
Alize is too sweet and beer'll make you fat
I gotta pound of dank and a gallon of Cognac
I'm all of that and a bag of chips
Fuck it, I'm the whole damn party mix
I'm the chick that doesn't seem all that classy
You can't party with me, boy, you can kiss my a**
[Verse 15]
It ain't nothing but a party, hey
From the early evening till the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way, welcome 2 the party
[Verse 16]
Hey, Grandmaster Vibe, that old school shit's fresh
But, uh
Let's rock some of that fucking 1998 Kid Rock shit, bro
[Verse 17]
I'm a Irish lad, but don't call me Clancy
I'm gonna rock it for Dixie to suit your fancy
Rock your pants off and party my dick off
People wanna know when's the tour gonna kick off
[Verse 18]
I'm no rip-off, it's all original
Not too political, a little cynical
About the fakes, the squawkers
Straight talk a lot of caca
Know a lot of chicks that like to call me papa
[Verse 19]
Don't start drama, macks in the Bahamas
Rock on the dance floor to din-dada
'Cause I'm a player that you love to hate
Got your your girl sucking dick on video tape
[Verse 20]
I like pussy, sucking on titties
Fucked a lot a different bitches
From a bunch of different cities
Kid Rock and I'm the same old fool
I'll tell you, drop your boyfriend
Then drop outta high school
[Verse 21]
I gotta whirlpool, don't even ask
Licking pussy underwater
Shooting bubbles up your ass
I'm so crass, that I'm the last of my kind
Me, Slick Willie, and the DC Shrine
[Verse 22]
Sometimes I rhyme just for kicks
Forget the bullshit and bust like this
I don't steal from the rich and give to the poor
I take from my bitches and give it to my whores
[Verse 23]
What up, I'm saying everybody
You get fucked up and I'll rock the party
[Verse 24]
Rock the party
Rock the party
Rock the party
Rock the party
[Verse 25]
Rock the party
Rock the party
Rock the party
Rock the party
[Verse 26]
Rock the party
Rock the party
Rock the party
Rock the party
[Verse 27]
Rock the party
Rock the party
Rock the party
Rock the party
[Verse 28]
Dude, you're out of your fucking mind
Written by: Brian Holland, Eddie Holland, Lamont Dozier, Matthew Shafer, Robert J. Ritchie