Cowboy - 2 Chainz

It’s all the same, only the names will change

Everyday it seems we’re wasting away

Another place where the faces are so cold

I’d drive all night just to get back home

I’m a cowboy (x 4)

YE!

Pour a two into a one, now I’m done bitch

Niggas running they mouths, but they don’t really run shit

I’m a cowboy, chicka pow pow boy

Shoot you from the floor to your fuckin-YE-YE!

Pour a two into a one, now I’m done bitch

Niggas running they mouths, but they don’t really run shit

YE!

Pour a two into a one, now I’m done bitch

Niggas running they mouths, but they don’t really run shit

I’m a cowboy, chicka pow pow boy

Shoot you from the floor to your fuckin eyebrow boy

2 Chainz name ringing like an Android

I think about money every time I brainstorm

And I’m in rare form if I’ve got Airs on

Niggas know I’m buying Guccis like they fucking Air Jordans

Outlaw lifestyle, I made a mill trapping

I’m trynna take the 'T' off and make a mill rapping

Codeine, fetti, shorty all white porcelain

Reverse cowgirl, shawty ride a nigga like a horse

2 CHAINZ!

It ain’t no secret, I’mma get it

I’m over niggas heads like an ATL fitted

I’m over bitches house like I’m only gonna visit

When they try to make me stay I tell them «That's some strong liquor»

You know what time it is

I’m on the strong and the sizzurp

And since a young nigga, I’ve been on with the wiz-ord

A nigga play me wrong I put his dome in the diz-irt

I’m going on tour, I’m going be gone till November

Ruthless, ice cubes all on my sizz-erp

Pinky ring huge, such a mofuckin insult

And if you riding dubs, then my rims are much older

Two white cups, and one cup holder

Told ya, grab me a soda

Shake it like a shake-weight

Hit you with two 4x4s, that’s an 8×8

And it’s not that I don’t like ya, but I hate hate

I know they gonna hate on this, and I can’t wait