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[Intro]
(Cashed Cobras production little ho, eat my pus*y)
(I don't know why, I don't know why)
I'm a lone star but a n*gga not from Texas
Yuh

[Verse]
I stay horseshoed down, that's why she notice me (Baby)
Surfin' on the clouds and [?]
Baby, I got grass just like soccer cleats
Blow me like a whistle, baby girl must be a referee
Money over hoes but it's Cobras over everything
Married to the money, ho, so you can't get no wedding ring
Married to the money but it's Cobras over everything
Married to the money, ho, so you can't get no wedding ring
Used to wanna be a rap n*gga but these n*ggas lame
Now I wanna be a rich n*gga in my own lane
I remember bein' down bad on that cocaine
Money on my mind like [?], n*gga, f*ck that
pus*y blow away like the eye of a hurricane
(Cashed Cobras production little ho, eat my pus*y)
Gotta watch these hoes, these days they be right again
Gotta watch these n*ggas these days, these n*ggas snakes
Catch up with your kind, lil' n*gga, pick up the pace
Mix the gravity with that lean, up in outer space
f*ck gettin' high all day, watchin' TV
Smokin' weed, headed to the top, I'm in the big leagues
True Religion down at the mall with your main squeeze
Bust it open, b*tch, I got the juice like a tangerine
Big bro got a .45, he gon' let it squeeze
Roll the window down, I feel the breeze, I just popped a bean
When I'm on them beans, baby see another side of me
Surfin' through the clouds, by the west, on that Cali beach
Call up lil' bro, he pull up with that Cali green
Feel like Soulja Boy, watch me mix the Xan with the lean
I'm so juiced up, I'm everything you n*ggas try to be
Smokin' on that Chevy when the Cobras pull up to the scene
She the Lucy Liu stashed in my True Religion jeans
I'm a lone star but a n*gga not from Texas
I'm a lone star but a n*gga—I'm a lone star
I'm a lone star but a n*gga not from Texas
I'm a lone star but a n*gga not from Texas
Sippin' DJ Screw, b*tch, yo boyfriend Dallas, Texas
Know a bad b*tch, she live down in Dallas, Texas
Wanna wrap her legs around my head like a necklace
Know I'm sipping Screw, think her boyfriend Houston, Texas
Know a bad b*tch, she stay down in Dallas, Texas
Told her wrap her legs around my head just like a necklace
[Outro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, baby, yuh, woah, baby
I'm a lone star
(Cashed Cobras production little ho, eat my pus*y)
I don't know why, I don't know why
I don't know why, I don't know why
Know why