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• Artiste: Money Man
• Titre: Cowboy
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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