Cowboy (Album Version)

Cowboy (Album Version)

Eve

Uh, c'mon, uh, yo, yo
Niggas they drug her up like liquid
How she dish shit
Man, woman, boy and girl got addicted
Damn she flipped it, when gone they missed it
Been on cause, they can't stop her climb
Nigga you digs it?
Want that, well you can keep that
Cause other bitches out there wack but you can't see that
E-v is top notch, i had to spot watch
To make sure i made it mine
Cause you can't cock block, came up
Fucked the game up
Now your record sales is weak but you can't blame us
Cause none can tame us, the game'll never drain us
Cause we gon' stop your shine
And it remains us
It's all good, you taking everything sweet
But it's the problems and the pressure that they can't see
I'm trying to make a quick flip
Nigga can you dig this?
Shit is real, make a mil forever be that rich bitch

[Chorus]
Where my niggas at? (what)
Where my thugs at? (what)
Where my niggas getting stacks?
You know where we at
Now where my bitches at? (what)
Where my hoes at? (what)
Where my bitches chasing stacks?
You know where we at

Uh, yo
They calling me a savage
Cause i gotta have it
I ain't work this hard not to ball and live lavish
And let some clown take my shine like i ain't working overtime
I refuse to fuck up, and lose my place i got in line, huh
Bitch please
Erased your name with ease
And it was nothing, caught you stunting got no room to breathe
Only into big things
All day spit game
Trying to put my people up on paper before shit change
I be up, late night
Trying to get my papes right
After every show, i gotta go, i got a late flight
Thought they had us figure out
Cause we pulling figures out
Not that bitch, who is she and what's that nigga swizz about?
Questions start to come about
Thought my time was running out
But never cause i'm better under pressure, guess you figured out
Stop all the dumb shit
I came to run shit
Think i'm leaving, not at all i'm having to much fun shit

[Chorus]

Uh, yo
Y'all niggas must be bugging out
The industry we dug it out
We always keep it gangsta we change what y'all be talkin' bout
Some get away with bullshit
But they the ones who drown quick
Back on the block, hustling, scraping money up to buy a brick
Too late, cause it's over now
I done shut this whole shit down
Yeah it's me again, you outta touch bitch, fix your frown
C'mon! c'mon! uh! uh! what! what! c'mon!
Bounce [Repeats]

[Chorus]

Written by TIFRERE, MASHONDA / JEFFERS, EVE / DEAN, KASSEEM / JACKSON, IGNATIUS M.
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

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