Can I get a witness I want a witness Witness, witness Ah listen everybody, specially you girls Is it right to be left alone When the one you love is never home I love too hard my friends sometimes say But I believe I believe that a woman should be loved

Cowgirls don't cry Cowgirls don't cry, ride, baby, ride Soon enough you gonna know why It's gonna hurt every now and then If you fall get back on again Her daddy gave her, her first pony Then taught her to ride She climbed high in that saddle Fell I

This song's for you There's a million pretty girls all over Come on, eh, eh, eh What I gotta do to get you into my life? I could be your bad boy or baby I could be nice I would give you all the stars If you give me the night Been all around the world And

That girl is a real crowd pleaser Small world, all her friends know me Young bull livin' like an old geezer Release the cash, watch it fall slowly Frat girls still tryna get even Haters mad for whatever reason Smoke in the air, binge drinkin' They lose

Ddrat, da-da-da-um-da Look back at it I get goosebumps when I look at it She ain’t never do this before, but she good at it Oh, girls just wanna have fun with it These girls ain’t really no good for me, yeah Ddrat, da-da, da Drdat, da-da-da, da Ddrat,

You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs Get high get low Thick girls go and shake ya big butt If they don't like it fuck it And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love (now I) And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love Now ma

(All the girls like) I know what boys like I know what they want All the girls like I could make a honey give away her last rolo They want that good thing They wanna get some So go ahead and prove me right That's what girls like

Call my name, here I come It pains me Please, just leave it Ninety to nothing, watch me run I am ashamed to say Ugly girls know their fate Anybody can get laid You want a room with a fire escape I want to tell you how much I hate this

Well I don't really care what people say I don't really watch what dem waan to do Still I got to stick to my girls like glue And I mon nah play number two All I know the time it is gettin' dread Need a lot of trees up in my head Got a little damsel in my

Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown