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jesus b. – cowboy living lyrics

yeah, gucci on my waist line
hit it, than i sp-ce time
b-tch you’re just a waste
i be green like long leaf pine
did it for my streak, higher than no one peak
homie i be so discreet, i’m, doing it on me
i do it for the streets, time moving like the sea
smoking on my cigarette, like i don’t know how to breath
homie i got my degrees, and i do it cause decree
i do it for my greed, always high, never decrease
b-tch i’ll smash your f-cking teeth, do it through the tv, like i’m doing it on screen
this ain’t old western, b-tch my weapons have increased
i hit them, they pressured, like they down a hundred feet
which they will be, when these sh-lls h-t clean
in h-ll, got debris, and a bunch of turn keys
don’t tell and don’t tease, b-tch i burn like gasoline, and i hit them so fast, that they couldn’t even scream

cowboy living on the route, in my nation
wild boy, tripping on the couch, till cessation
drink this johnnie walker, till i gain new sensations
put the bottle to the topper, while i sang new vibrations
cowboy living on the route, in my nation (x3)

i do it, i’m creating and there’s no contemplation
make your girl say it, i’m sharp like serrations
homie i’ll say my thoughts out, with translation
i saw your girl pout, so i saved her from starvation

homie i doubt, that your making what your saying
i get so much clout, everyday people appraising
homie get down, cause these shots out spraying
the outlaws back in town, and they carry mentation
homie i take you all around, like rotations
she felt so aroused, that she thought she was sedated
looking at the clouds, and the stars like i made it
she wanted me drowned, deep inside her own elation

homie, i spout, might have ruined your wife’s relation
she drink it all down, like she needed hydration
when i see clowns come around, aberration
i make you go to sleep, like you practice meditation

homie discreet, hit it with the activation
i don’t go fleeing when they making accusations
homie, i’m bleeding out, like an amputation
conceding down my route, usa my appellation

if you squeeze me down, we gon have altercation
i bring them under ground, off scenes, no location
i leave em slumbered out, looking like an animation
homie i hit, with all my aggregation
ya girl on my back, like she’s resting hers legs
she paid me racks, just to f-ck, i got paid
i laid em like mats, ran it through like a parade
what i’m saying, they clap for me like i took the stage

homie retract, i’m back, and i got gats to aim
with my cowboy hat, i’m always in the shade
make these loud boys collapse, don’t ever say my name, especially when in vain, and you’re the one to blame

- jesus b lyrics

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