Monday, January 2, 2012

5th Flow Lyrics - How Bout Them Cowboys lyrics

How Bout Them Cowboys lyrics (Lyrics)



Song Details:
Album:5th Flow Lyrics
How Bout Them Cowboys lyrics Free Lyrics Provided By xee-lyrics.blogspot.com

[Supreme]
Yeaaaahhh! *laughs*
You know what it is
5th Flow forever baby
We out here getting our Jerry Jones on
Ballin outrageous (How Bout Them Cowboys)
Yeaaaahhh!
Nah mean
I think Ima get me a stadium
Yeaaaahhh!
Call it Supreme stadium
Inviting all the ladies

[Chorus]
How Bout Them Cowboys
Cowboy livin
Crown Royal sippin
Two pep rally *laughs*
And they aint even trippin
How Bout Them Cowboys
Ballin like Im Jerry Jones
Cowboy like Jerry Jones
In the sky box, Jerry Jones
Money team, Jerry Jones
[Repeat]

[Supreme]
Ok its Primetime when I hit the corner
I run my city Im the owner
Dont make me have to Jerry Jones ya
Better my speakers leave you in a coma
Cause they hit like Demarcus Ware
Naw playa aint no parking there
You know them cars they boys in blue
Aint nothing but stars in there
So we chop chop the block
Make them bops stop and watch
Roger Staulbach wouldnt pa ss
Witout wanting to stop the clock
It dont matter if it cost a lot
Why you think I gotta floss Im hot
Just give me a bottle of ya most expensive
And Im gonna pop the top
So you know I get my Jerry on
Supreme AKA Jerry Jones
Not worried about getting money
Cause partner my money is very long
So you know I get my Jerry on
Supreme AKA Jerry Jones
Im putting it down for my city
And counting them dollars on every song
[ From: xee-lyrics.blogspot.com ]

[Chorus]

[Rahlo]
Rich White in that skybox
Cowboys when I roll up
Bank vault, bowtie
Rich in my in my loafers
We coming after that ring (Richard)
Running over your team (Richard)
Balling like Im J. Jones
Rich rich like Im J. Jones
Money team heavy
Custom candy painted Chevy
You see my caprice
Richard do it for team
Indoor pool, outdoor pool
Floor seats at that Mayweather
I rep that navy blue, silver, white
Powder white, thats M ontana
Im Rich White, Bruce Wayne, D. Trump, J. Jones
I write checks, I run
Directly into that endzone
Im Rich White, E. Smith, M. Irving, J.Jones
I write checks, I run
Directly into that endzone
[JClay]
Get them hands up
Rep yo set
You in that Metroplex
Get it wrong, S.O.S
This that city boy
Where them girls country
Oh yeah they smokin hot
Just to put it bluntly
And yeah we wild boy
We dont endorse cowards
They call us Cowboys
Cause we got that horse power
Vrooom pass yo grandma ma (un huh)
Look at that car go
Slab, Cab, Jag, dag
Everydays a car show (ha)
Its Los Magnificos (Yezzir)
We fly on any coast (Yezzir)
We taught you how to Dougie (Yezzir)
Teach me how to snow (Yezzir)
Cause we so hot
We got that dope spot
Once you visit you gone miss it
Ha, no shot
Chyeah

[Chorus]


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