Ghetto Cowboy By Yelawolf
3, 2, 1, jump (Ohhhhhhh)
3, 2, 1, jump (Ghetto, ghetto)
3, 2, 1, jump (Ohhhhhhh)
3, 2, 1, jump (Ghetto, ghetto)
Yeah, back from the dead ***
Hold up, back from the dead ***
Guilty for killin’ these stale ***
Look straight at the judge that’s what I said ***
Fell in the pit and bumped my head ***
Bounced back on two legs ***
Got shot with a silver bullet, ate the lead ***
Sleepin’ on me, go back to bed ***
Shoot ’til the water runs red ***
I’m the son of a gangster, you scared ***
Take a shovel up out the shed ***
This planet could trimmin’ the hedge ***
All the celebrity wed ***
Better leave the talkin’ to TED ***
I ride dolo in that sled ***
M.W.A., yeah ***
Ghetto cowboy
Ghetto cowboy (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Ghetto cowboy
Ghetto cowboy (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Ghetto cowboy
Yeah, and now I’m feelin’ great ***
Prime steak is on the plate ***
Went from sellin’ that mixtape ***
To headlinin’ 100K ***
808s ***
I serve the bass ***
Tell hip-hop it’s a new day ***
At that rock and roll pace ***
Outlaw, yeah that way ***
Hold up, yeah, that way ***
I’m an animal if my heart breaks ***
That’s why I’m hard to shake ***
Blood, sweat and pain makes ***
Well I must be a made ***
Down here with no breaks ***
M.W.A., yeah ***
Ghetto cowboy
Ghetto cowboy (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Ghetto cowboy
Ghetto cowboy (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Ghetto cowboy
