| Groovin' with the record in secreto y la publica
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| It’s the Cowboy with the fresh genre
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| The groove kinda smooth, make it wanna stick on ya
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| Comin' outta Dallas, puro eastside
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| Listen to this song as you’re rollin' in your ride
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| Bumpin' up the street in your clean Impala
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| Suckers get mad, make 'em wanna holla
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| I’m the one who’s preferred when you’re makin' your selection
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| The verbal disinfectant just to guard against infection
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| I’m servin' everybody with a lyrical feast
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| I’m not John Travolta but I’m slicker than grease
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| On the floor that the janitor just quit moppin'
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| Maintain focus so there ain’t no stoppin'
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| Stay unified everybody hick-hoppin'
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| And like whipped cream I’m gonna be chart toppin'
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| Uh-huh, aw yeah, hit you with the beat that’ll straighten your hair
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| Orale a mis carnales, puro tejano cowboy from Dallas
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| Uh-huh, aw yeah, hit you with the beat that’ll straighten your hair
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| Orale a mis carnales, puro tejano cowboy from Dallas
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| Aw yeah, El Tejano no chavala
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| Esta cancion esta garantizada
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| The Texican is gonna flex again
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| Gonna put that rhyme in your chest again
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| Am I representin' (True that!!)
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| (Come on Troy, do that!!)
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| All up in your area, people sayin' (who dat?!)
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| Pongan atencion por este tipo de cancion
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| Y todas los ratones no tienen corazon
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| You try to say es imposible
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| Believe me for sheezy es incredible
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| No comprendes tu no entiendes
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| You try to understand it but you cannot defend this!
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| Uh-huh, aw yeah!
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| Uh-huh, aw yeah!
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| Uh-huh, aw yeah!
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| Uh-huh, aw yeah! |