all And them city dudes in there tailored suits Make me wanna do things that I shouldn't do But, you know what really drives me nuts? Are the George Strait ringers with
shit Business man tellin' me what to do Even if you ain't got no business Same thing goes for you I don't need no sweet faced woman Goin' sour mouthed on me
you got what you asked for so dont even start you're never a victim so own what you did son admit what you are. dead weight in a tightrope trance the
better for you Somehow we'll make it 'Cause that's what we do Pick a star in the open sky I see you see me And that is why I Hop along to the cowboy
with broom sticks - face down, ass up Dirty Dozen packing the shit to turn your chest red With our dick in ya mouth, fucking everything you just said [
With Me Gun Gun Blast Ima Stay Fuckin Em Up With Me Gun Gun Blast Ima Stay Fuckin Em Uo With Me Gun Gun Blast [Layzie:] Undercover Man, How You Want
them all in the eye they better wish they was me. Chorus I bet you wish you walked like me, damn sure wish you could talk like me. I bet you wish you
that's here with me He used to be a cowboy and a good one so they say But now his legs are crippled he can't walk you see But hon you ought to hear him
with that I'm cowboy troy, a texas hick And I'm rollin with the brothers Big and Rich Go cowboy go cowboy go Go cowboy go cowboy go Hey, just wanna
judge wants you back Debbie Allen wants you and my taco wants you back Larry Hagman wants you back Eddie Murphy wants you back (?) The Alamo wants you
call me Nino Corleone, I got a license to kill But ain't no playa hatin' in me, I got love for the real So if you see me with my [guv?], just move and
himself On his grave I had to piss Scud missile never miss you Hit you, scratch you off, we left Jim Star rip thru You metal deeper, you ain't havin it me
I lay you niggaz out like tomorrow's outfit You gettin me pissed, you niggaz ain't about shit Before you get me started I suggest you bounce bitch I got
all And them city dudes in there tailored suits Make me wanna do things that I shouldn?t do But, you know what really drives me nuts Are the George Strait ringers with
you are a rock star deep down inside You walk with a swagger, got nothin? to hide Cigarette in your mouth, a cuff on your jeans Your sideburns are perfect, you
the cowboy to rustle in the dough so the scenery is healthy where her eyes lay I am an early bird but the feathers are black so the apples that I catch are
still dies Thrown off the building like the Fall guy Caved in the grave cause you didn't know how to behave Playin' cowboy now you sleep with the