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Artiste : Money Man
Titre : Cowboy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Have my young niggas shoot up your hangout
All you hear is the switch, bullets rang out
If you hide, we gon´ come get your flame out

He was standin´, now he done got laid down
Weighin´ up in the condo, they downtown
Thoroughbred, I still live in the dog pound
Send his soul in the air like some helium
Mami´s wicked, you know that she devious
And the Louie V jacket a medium
Only burning the best, yeah, the premium
I´m in Dallas, I´m strapped like a cowboy
Catch a body, you wanna be down, boy
I just hired the hitter, I outsource
Got a warrant like Money had skipped court
I´ma blow off your face if you reach for it
Got the gang rollin´ with me like skateboards (Boy)

Yeah, yeah, I´m on that Ice Cream Cake
You know the numbers fluctuate
How can I ever perpetrate?

I´m clutchin´ that bitch like I´m clutchin´ Z´s
Burnin´ so much, might have lung disease
Finnessin´ these niggas with dummy P´s
This shit pressure, always havin´ that zombie weed
Caught a play today, I made a hundred G´s
We be trappin´ and we doing robberies
Took it global, now we scammin´ overseas
Burnin´ money just like it´s some potpourri
On the EVOLV, you know I be takin´ off
She gon´ come to the crib, she gon´ take it off
Damn, my shooters some rats, had to break ´em off
I´m a boss, I be laying these bitches off
Richard Mille got her pussy wet
Do a show and then I book a jet
Winter, trappin´ in the turtleneck
She give me slow head, call it turtle neck
Shrooms, dog, no Percocets

Good job, baby, that was perfect sex
He been hidin´ good, we ain´t found him yet
All that water on me, I ain´t drown yet (Yeah, yeah)

Have my young niggas shoot up your hangout
All you hear is the switch, bullets rang out
If you hide, we gon´ come get your flame out
He was standin´, now he done got laid down
Weighin´ up in the condo, they downtown
Thoroughbred, I still live in the dog pound
Send his soul in the air like some helium
Mami´s wicked, you know that she devious
And the Louie V jacket a medium
Only burning the best, yeah, the premium
I´m in Dallas, I´m strapped like a cowboy
Catch a body, you wanna be down, boy
I just hired the hitter, I outsource

Got a warrant like Money had skipped court
I´ma blow off your face if you reach for it
Got the gang rollin´ with me like skateboards