Sex Cowboy
Yo, I'm fit to be tied up like the point of a nail
Burn the breeze like a ten-force gale
Cuss it off, double Dutch
Oh, if you talking then you talking too much
Yo, ya 'bout to be foxed out, bad boy mad hatter
Apple pie, lick the butter off the batter
Bad girl in the sweat and soil
You the sick hick chick, I'm 'bout to sex and spoil
(Damn girl, what? You didn't know?)
You didn't know I was a cowboy with the rattlesnake bones
357 out the holster so
I'm a cowboy with my chaps strapped on
Smoking on a buck tail, singing this song
I'm a cowboy, burn the barn to da ground
Sleeping in the hay bed, I won't make a sound
I'm a cowboy with the ten-dollar jaw
Riding bareback raw in the deep dust bowl
Yo, you wanna get worn out on my hot leather saddle
Rawhide, spank ass like a paddle
Cha-cha wet, cock buckshot
I'm 'bout to make your heart stop like a blood clot
Go low hawk on the pink knot honey
Tongue deep, watch ya face go dummy
Rub it out, hush-hush
Yo, if you thinking then you thinking too much
I'm a cowboy with the rattlesnake bones
357 out the holster so
I'm a cowboy with my chaps strapped on
Smoking on a buck tail, singing this song
I'm a cowboy, burn the barn to da ground
Sleeping in the hay bed, I won't make a sound
I'm a cowboy with the ten-dollar jaw
Riding bareback raw in the deep dust bowl
Hey, I never worked on a farm, but I do got a strong arm
Hey, I never hog-tied a cow, but I know how to plow
Hey-hey-hey, I never danced on the line, but I'll chug on some moonshine
Hey-hey-hey, I never fixed up a truck, but I know how to fuck
How about we get real rough, ring ya neck while ya coming?
Swing rope, put a bun in the oven
Teeth on tit, take a freckle off
I'm the boss hog, baby, eating from the trough
(Damn girl)
You didn't know I was a cowboy with the rattlesnake bones (whoo)
357 out the holster so (with the rattlesnake)
I'm a cowboy with my chaps strapped on
Smoking on a buck tail, singing this song
I'm a cowboy, burn the barn to da ground
Sleeping in the hay bed, I won't make a sound
I'm a cowboy with the ten-dollar jaw
Riding bareback raw in the deep dust bowl
Burn the breeze like a ten-force gale
Cuss it off, double Dutch
Oh, if you talking then you talking too much
Yo, ya 'bout to be foxed out, bad boy mad hatter
Apple pie, lick the butter off the batter
Bad girl in the sweat and soil
You the sick hick chick, I'm 'bout to sex and spoil
(Damn girl, what? You didn't know?)
You didn't know I was a cowboy with the rattlesnake bones
357 out the holster so
I'm a cowboy with my chaps strapped on
Smoking on a buck tail, singing this song
I'm a cowboy, burn the barn to da ground
Sleeping in the hay bed, I won't make a sound
I'm a cowboy with the ten-dollar jaw
Riding bareback raw in the deep dust bowl
Yo, you wanna get worn out on my hot leather saddle
Rawhide, spank ass like a paddle
Cha-cha wet, cock buckshot
I'm 'bout to make your heart stop like a blood clot
Go low hawk on the pink knot honey
Tongue deep, watch ya face go dummy
Rub it out, hush-hush
Yo, if you thinking then you thinking too much
I'm a cowboy with the rattlesnake bones
357 out the holster so
I'm a cowboy with my chaps strapped on
Smoking on a buck tail, singing this song
I'm a cowboy, burn the barn to da ground
Sleeping in the hay bed, I won't make a sound
I'm a cowboy with the ten-dollar jaw
Riding bareback raw in the deep dust bowl
Hey, I never worked on a farm, but I do got a strong arm
Hey, I never hog-tied a cow, but I know how to plow
Hey-hey-hey, I never danced on the line, but I'll chug on some moonshine
Hey-hey-hey, I never fixed up a truck, but I know how to fuck
How about we get real rough, ring ya neck while ya coming?
Swing rope, put a bun in the oven
Teeth on tit, take a freckle off
I'm the boss hog, baby, eating from the trough
(Damn girl)
You didn't know I was a cowboy with the rattlesnake bones (whoo)
357 out the holster so (with the rattlesnake)
I'm a cowboy with my chaps strapped on
Smoking on a buck tail, singing this song
I'm a cowboy, burn the barn to da ground
Sleeping in the hay bed, I won't make a sound
I'm a cowboy with the ten-dollar jaw
Riding bareback raw in the deep dust bowl
Credits
Writer(s): George D. Kieffer Iii, Mitchell Toler
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