Correction Paroles Beverly Hills par Shaboozey

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[Intro]
Cowboys live forever

[Chorus]
In Beverly Hills straight covered in grease
I'm a lone-ass cowboy, stick 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
Come 'round here, better pack some heat
I run with bandits, hang with thieves

[Verse 1]
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
Ayy, I feel like D-Wade, give 'em a heat wave
We chase 'em down on the freeway
Ayy, don't give a fuck if it's your B-day
I hand it off like a relay

[Verse 2]
Got a purebred racehorse parked in my crib
Got two six-shooters on the side of my hip
Ayy, run up on me if you tired of living
Walk in the spot (It's the outlaw, run)
And I got a few words for the law, man
Big choppers 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
RIP Kobe, I'm balling like him
We made it out when the chances was slim
Said I was crazy, went out on a limb
I took an 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

[Chorus]
In Beverly Hills straight covered in grease (Covered in grease)
I'm a lone-ass cowboy, stick in my jeans (Stick in my jeans)
Drinking PBR, got a couple in me (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

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