Текст песни Sadat X f Grand Puba - Wild Cowboys
Sadat X f Grand Puba - Wild Cowboys слова песни
Bring it down...(Chorus)As we proceed well dressed to get doneLive well, dress well to the day it`s done (2x)(Grand Puba)Come here singing, check this 2 piece comboGrand Puba, Dat X snatching Polly-oPlease, dig the way we grant this cheeseLooks a whole lot better wit a pocket full of cheddar(yea)We smacked this on the blizzard day we all rememberWe stomp through wit Gortex and 3 ?guaded? timbersSo Ali, put them things to a haltGet that rhythm so we can stack these papers in a ?boat?No time for chicken when a nigga politicingNo time for sticking cuz honey here is easy pickingI need to be straighter than gatorCatch a flashback and you can do me in the project elevatorIt`s no guessing when it comes to this sessionAh, it`s no diggy, Ali hit us wit a blessingMe and Sadat go back to the days of the sandboxNow we much bigger, still laying niggaWe used to chase honies back thenNow all we chasing is decimals, Range Rovers and Mercedes Benz850`s and houses, no time for skirts and blousesBitch, back the fuk up of my trousersChorus(2x)(Sadat X)Yea yea yeaCan you face success for the coming yearDrink jet, lay back and get your swiderveMake the breadline wind way around the cornerI want all of my people to be rich so life wouldn`t be such a bitchThe same way as it comes, I want my pockets filled wit lumpsPuba, you know me for 20 odd yearsLet`s raise our glasses in cheers, ?that was all our? careersYou know what, we goaling in since the days of oldMy pockets been swoll yet unconsoleNever dwell, we live swell on the d-lowRaise the person now in you, getting wit the us and nowAlamo, if you hit me once mo` wit thatI`ll return and burn, kill shit for the agesRip up the stages listed in the yellow pages They better slow down wit that slanderI am the great Sadat X from New York stateAnd I rate much more than pretendersI`m down wit mindbenders and the big moneyspenders, the big earnersThere`ll be no cross burners in this part of the grassI`ll be the first one to flip and run up wild in that assBring it down...Chorus(2x)(Sadat X)Let bygones be bygones was last year`s episodeThis year I wanna explode wit the great paper caperIf the move is willing, should I not go for the killingFreewheeling poses alot of death, wack rappers waste alot of breathsThe cognac is back in a mid size glass wit iceI`m already nice, who got the diceSo let`s roll, hold on, let me gain controlWhen you hear this jam, you can bet your last dollarI was jack deep down born in a whole squallaHey Puba, speak to these people(Grand Puba)Hey, hey, hey, hey, man, yoMy days is over playing Willie CassanovaUsed to fuk wit these bitches til I smacked up my RoverUsed to take the hoes to the hotelIf they wanted mo`, used to take them to the motelShit was swell, in `96 though I be mad jellCuz if you play these niggaz out, they might go tellAnd on that note, let`s shake it to we all butt nakedKeep the crisp style flowing, `Mo, keep the beat goingIt`s Grand Puba, Ali, Sadat and don`t foget itMake you happy like the day that OJ was acquittedYea as we put it on like this, know I`m sayingWild Cowboy, Grand Puba, Ali, ?mow wow skow?Black, Bird, Mark Da Spark, Stud Doogie, huh, yea