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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shaboozey
Shaboozey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abas Pauti
Abas Pauti
Songwriter
Collins Chibueze
Collins Chibueze
Songwriter
Eugene Maltsev
Eugene Maltsev
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Mironer
Ben Mironer
Producer
Tennis player
Tennis player
Producer

Lyrics

Cowboys live forever In Beverly Hills straight covered in grease I'm a lone-ass cowboy stuck in my jeans Drinking PBR, got a couple in me Won't drive no truck if it's way too clean Golly, goodness me For the bootcut boys, it's always green (it's always green) Come 'round here, better pack some heat I run with bandits, hang with thieves Price on my head, got the law on my back Too many opps, I can barely keep track Pray for a lick and you thought I was it Don't lose your life for a couple of racks (a couple of racks) Ay, I feel like D-Wade, give 'em a heat wave We chase 'em down on the freeway Ay, don't give a fuck if it's your b-day I hand it off like a relay In Beverly Hills straight covered in grease I'm a lone-ass cowboy stuck in my jeans Drinking PBR, got a couple in me Won't drive no truck if it's way too clean Golly, goodness me For the bootcut boys, it's always green (it's always green) Come 'round here, better pack some heat I run with bandits, hang with thieves Got a purebred racehorse parked in my crib Got two six-shooters on the side of my hip Run up on me if you tired of living I walk in the spot (it's the outlaw, run) And I got a few words for the law man Big choppas came through, a quick draw man Got my feet up on the table like I own this bitch One wrong move, I'll let it blow in this bitch, aye R.I.P. Kobe, I'm balling like him We made it out when the chances were slim Said I was crazy, went out on a limb I took a L, turned it right to a win Me and the money, we tied at the hip Hit the saloon, had to count up the chips Dance for me baby, I double the tip Life is a movie, I don't need a script In Beverly Hills straight covered in grease I'm a lone-ass cowboy stuck in my jeans Drinking PBR, got a couple in me Won't drive no truck if it's way too clean Golly, goodness me For the bootcut boys, it's always green (it's always green) Come 'round here, better pack some heat I run with bandits, hang with thieves
Writer(s): Collins Chibueze, Ben Mironer, Eugene Maltsev, Abas Pauti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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