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Every Cowboy's Dream

Rhett Akins

Somebody New

1996

She's got a sticker on her pickup says made by Smith & Wesson
She's a little Texas twister in a big old black Stetson
She's an angel in red ropers

stallions below the South Dakota falcons
I'm on a road to soak up Arizona fountains
Pink runts mimosa marijuana rolling ounces

Season and marinate breathe in

stallions below the South Dakota falcons
I'm on a road to soak up Arizona fountains
Pink runts mimosa marijuana rolling ounces

Season and marinate breathe in

feel 
Watch out depression 
I'm taking my pills 
No time for fake 
I'm looking for real 
Speakin that Texas 
It be in my 
Grill
Obama that Drama
Them

a rabbit
I walked dressed up like a skunk
I walked with some givers and
I walked with some leeches
I walked all by myself and I
Walked with the Moldy Peaches

Yeah Ya Know (Takers)

T.I.

Got Your Back

2010

Now I gotta new Audemar with a blue face (blue face)
Hoppin' up in G4 jet, no suitcase, whole new wardrobe in a new place
Change clothes if a stain

Yeah Ya Know (Takers)

T.I.

Yeah Ya Know

Now I gotta new Audemar with a blue face (blue face)
Hoppin' up in G4 jet, no suitcase, whole new wardrobe in a new place
Change clothes if a stain

helped me to maintain
To put up my fucking nigga
Who lost his T-Jones
I know it's only right for me
To go and do the same i gotcha'
I ain't finna' let

spaghetti, she drippin in icy blue
My main bitch say that I'm a dog well bitch who feedin who?
The 2, the 2
I like my hoes by the, hoes by the
The 2, the 2
I

rolling up money I stay locked in
If you messing with my money boy get drop kicked
Live and die by the grind my time to shine I’m not stopping
Run the game

worked too hard for this shit just to waste on a bitches ass
Rolling up this weeds my boo
Bankroll on blue
Bad ass bitch and she gon' choose
I ain't no

up, it's on, no games, we grown
I know you feel like sometimes
That y'all don't speak the same language
Uh huh, I know that you just wanna let it go

I blamed it on you
You blamed it on me
Let' s call it a truce
And just let it be
Go throw on those blue jeans you paint on so tight
Cuz we're going

you had me? that was cap yeah
I'm on the move & I'm going
I'ma be gone by the morning
Ion even know where I'm going
I ain't trusting no more hoes
Ain't

gettin' low, tryin' to fuck for the dough
All my niggas throwin' fours, now what the fuck goin' on
I can't be trickin' off no bitch, I need my money to grow

been burned by love before
Like a wild horse, I'm free to explore
The entrepreneur in me isn't going to quit no more

Underneath that old oak tree where

on you crab boys
You ride in a bucket and be strict with Gas Bwes
Smoking on that Strickland, that's that Texas gas, boy
I might beat yo' ass and end up

light the blunt tell by the spark
I'm high like kite, Smell like a fart
Lil Bitch i'm the shit like a shart
It don't ever make no sense
Stack my racks up

Roses are red
And I am so blue without you
No discussion baby
When you coming through

Enough is enough
I've been tossing and turning
My love is

(I am yours)
You can always try and wrap me in your arms
Always down for you never setting no alarms
Baby, I love you cause you’ve turned me blue

don't I?
I'm inspired by the glist' of the wrist
You'd do the same if you rich, don't lie
Sixty K for the bracelet
Spent over three million with

have no idea what the hell you've got into
You're so busy getting drunk, you smoke that weed until it turns you red and blue
But I'm just out here having

the war
I want all the love i can love you more when i'm in the clouds all i fell is Roar
I can pick you up put it in your cup what you shooting for i need

way, I just hope I don't die alone
Blue hunnids they wrapped up in plastic
Fucking on me for the status
Might be in love with the baddest
Smile girl