Lay It on Me Chords by Kid Rock

[Start]

[Intro]
Ab7     Eb7 Ab7     
■   Lay ■   it on me


[Verse]
       Ab7                     
Cowboy baby you know my credits
             Abm7                Db7    
Don't ask if it's true fuck it I said it
          Ab7  
Regret it Never
Ab7            
Pimpin' Forever
          Db7                         
Pull more hoe's than a free cash lever
                    Ab7                       
So you better never question the clever clever
                                                       Abm7
I'll sever whatever go getter and turn em' redder than ever
                     Ab7                               
You bet I'll wet her and leaving her making' to miss me
                    Ab7                     
Cause that's how we do it up in Detroit City
           Ab7                        
Seventyone supercharged big block hemi
        Abm7                         Db7  
Your El DeBarge I'm livin' more like Lemmy
Ab7                         
Bbbbenny and The Jets is Hot
                          Abm7        Db7          
But you ain't never met a muthafucker like Kid Rock
                  Ab7                        
And Twisted Brown Trucker's like a loaded gun
               Db7                      
We're the band that other bands run from
                    Ab7                          
Doing the backstage boogie is were you'll find me
                    Ab7                            
If you want some of that flash a pass come back and


[Chorus]
          Ab7
Lay it on me 
Db             
■  Lay it on me
Ab                  
■  Just lay it on me
             Db
Lay it on me ■ 


[Verse]
                  Ab7                        
Now people always saying I ain't living right
                Ab7                          
But it ain't my fault you misplaced your life
              Ab7                         
Replaced your wife with some two bit missy
                  Db7                      
Now she's getting fucked up in Detroit City
                   Ab7                 
Tripping' with the hippies bikers thugs
              Abm7                       
Hit me with a Mickey fast women and drugs
                                            Ab7 
I love for two minutes the third minute I'm gone
              Abm7           Db7          
Wake me up to eat around the crack of dawn
                    Ab7                       
I'm making pancakes baby if you crack the eggs
                      Abm7                           
You'll feel the Irish tornado if you spread your legs
           Ab7                          
No need to beg and don't trail behind me
             Ab7                  
Just step up front little lady and


[Chorus]
          Ab7
Lay it on me 
    Ab7     
Lay it on me
Ab   Db  Ab         
Just lay ■  it on me
Ab          
Lay it on me
Ab         
Hey hey hey


[Inst]
Ab7 Abm7 Ab7 Abm7 Ab7 Db7 Ab Abm7
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Ab7 Db7 Abm7 Db
■   ■   ■    ■ 
            Ab                              
Uhhuh We're coming we're coming we're coming


[Verse]
          Ab                         
Live from Detroit it's Saturday night
                    Ab                    
Got the funky fresh rhymes no need to bite
                 Ab                             
And to ya'll yee haws who thought I'd never rank
          Db         B                    
I'm going ■  all the way to the bank bitch
      Ab                         
I got rich off of keeping it real
          Ab                                  
While you Radioheads are reinventing the wheel
                Ab                               
Got critics all tripping off of I don't know what
                  Db         B                
While I'm sippin' King Louie not giving a fuck
         Db          B            Db     
Trash me in the news give me wack reviews
                 Db                                
But you'll never find another who can fill my shoes
Db7                                            
■   Who can moan the blues who can rock the rap
        Db7                                     
Who can rock who can roll who can flow like that
Ab                                          
Black rim and a pocket full of phone numbers
                             Ab    
From Pam Anderson to Suzanne Somers
Ab                                 
Understand I want peace like Gandhi
Db                                       
But until that day I'm a walk this way so


[Chorus]
    Ab                                 
Lay it on me I'm talking all night long
    Ab                         
Lay it on me Like a bang a gong
    Ab                    
Lay it on me With AC/DC on
     Db                 B              
From Hells Bells to the next nine songs
Ab                                   
Lay it on me I can love you like that
    Ab                                
Lay it on me I'd rather fuck to Foghat
    Ab                           
Lay it on me I can make you shake
Db                            B          
Slow ride it baby through the piano break
     Abm7 Gb Abm7
Come on   ■  ■   
Db                        B   
So step up front a little lady
Abm7             
Come on lay it on
Abm7            
Got to lay it on
Abm7     
Yeah yeah
Db  B     Ab Db B       Ab Db    B      Abm7 
You gotta ■  ■  one two ■  three ■ give it up


[Outro]
Absus4 Abm7 Db B Ab7 Absus4
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Abm7 Ab Db B
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