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Cowboy Mouth Take It Out On Me

(Take it out on me) Take it out on me, take it out on me, take it out on me Take it out on me, take it out on me, take it out on me Take it out on me

the out's hooked up with the Refugees It be more niggas than the N.A.A.C.P. Comin' up on weed of all type Smokin' home-grown out tobacco pipes (You'

if it come down to it nigga disrespectin what's happnin/ my family my money my thugs myself my nigga i'm flat out blastin Countin out caskets on you

) It's a good thing that we're rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin', we'd be mackin' It's a good thing that we're rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin

us, it's obvious Heal like the hands of a medicine man Decon feathers Flesh on bone Real vendettas Steal cantines, at least two roam on wild plain For

me on 160 I got three people with me, with trenches We uptown waiting on the benches The cab taking long, Dominicans coming strong Claiming that it's

your red ass nipple on your red neck titty Bitch I'm rollin down south With a swisher sweet hangin out my mouth And sport a Hank Allen cowboy hat But

where the hundreds at? Get me in the club, it won't be none of that A 22 on my body like I'm a Dallas Cowboys running back [Chorus] [Hook: Twista] Catch

fish in it, now what am I gonna do when I wanna play cowboy? Ernie: Oh, umm, well (reaches for pot and puts it on Bert's head) Ride em cowboy, Bert! (