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O-town - Cowboy lyrics
Uh yo, yo
 [Eve]
 Niggas, they drunk her up like liquid
 How she did shit, man woman with ya girl got addicted
 Damn she flipped it, when gone ain't missed it
 Been knowin' cause they can't stop her clown, nigga you digs it
 Want that, well you can keep that
 Cause other bitches out there want, what you can't see that
 Eve is top notch, I had ya spot watched
 To make sure I made it mine, cause you can't cock-block
 Came up, fucked the game up
 Now ya record sales is weak but you can't blame us
 Cause nothin' tame us, the game'll never drain us
 Cause we ain't gon' stop we shine, that means us
 It's all good, you thinkin' everything is sweet
 But it's the problems and the pressure that they can't see
 Tryin' to make a quick flip, nigga can you dig this
 Shit is real, make a mill, forever be that rich bitch
 [Hook x2]
 Where my niggas at - WHAT!
 Where my thugs at - WHAT!
 Where my niggas gettin' stacks - YOU KNOW WHERE WE AT!
 Now where my bitches at - WHAT!
 Where my hoes at - WHAT!
 Where my bitches that stacked - YOU KNOW WHERE WE AT!
 [Eve]
 That nigga savage, cause I got to have it
 I ain't work this hard not to ball, livin' lavishO-town - Cowboy - http://motolyrics.com/o-town/cowboy-lyrics.html
 And let some clown and take my shine, like ain't workin' overtime
 I'll rip you's the fuck up and it's my place I got in mind
 Look, bitch please, erase ya name with ease
 And it was nothin' you was stuntin' got no room to breathe
 Ho we in the big Jags, all day spittin' game
 Tryin' to put my people up on paper instead of shit change
 I be up till late night, tryin' to get my tapes right
 After every show I gotta go, I got a late flight
 Thought they had us figured out, plus we pullin' figures out
 Not that bitch, who is she, and what's that nigga Swizz about
 Questions often come about but my time is runnin' out
 But never cause I'm better under pressure, got you figured out
 Stop all the dumb shit, I came to run shit
 Think I'm leavin' not at all I'm havin' too much fun shit
[Hook x2]
 [Eve]
 This must be buggin' out, the industry we thug it out
 We always keep it gangsta, we change what y'all be talkin' about
 Some head away from bullshit but they the ones who clown quick
 Back on the block hustlin' scrape up that money to buy ya bricks
 You late cause it's over now, I done shut this whole shit down
 Yeah it's me again, you outta touch bitch fix ya frown
 Come on (* Synthesizer* ) Come on (* Synthesizer* )
 Uh uh (* Synthesizer* ) What (* Synthesizer* )
 Uh uh uh (* Synthesizer* ) Come on (* Synthesizer* )
 Uh uh uh what come on (* Synthesizer* )
[Hook x2]








