Bure - Saloon (The Ballad of Bure the Bandit)

I’m at the old town, It’s bout to go down
Walk up in the saloon, what I see now
Lil cowgirl, skin light brown
Slim thick with a booty that’s so round
Order two drinks, lil lady kinda bad
Swagger in my walk, so she think I’m really in my bag
One shot two shot, best feeling I ever had
She feelin on ya boy, make our way to the floor
Waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse
On my Leon H but don’t push and don’t force
Just let it happen, let nature run its course
You kno I'ma get the number straight from the source
Got my hair case and my brown Tony Lamas
Let’s get straight to it, I ain’t come for the drama
You the one that I want, I might take you home to mama
Got a man? I don’t know him, on my Keke Palmer
If a feller act up, I'ma air out the lungs
Got the piece on my hip 'cause you kno your boy is hung
Packing heat, no devil, but I got the silver tongue
Shoot my shot, make it swish, I be on my Trae Young
Ride wit me live the life you be swimming in bucks
Ride wit me live the life, don’t mess with the shucks
After we escape, we can kick it like Chuck
Dime piece, lucky quarter 'cause you bringing good luck
Now back in the saloon, we having a blast
Livin' in the moment, ain’t no future and past
Drank in my cup, my limit already passed
Today, this nice guy ain’t gonna finish last
I got 10 cattle back home
And the way I'ma beat it up, I know you gon' feel it in your backbone
She never had a cowboy wtih a black tone
I'ma dog her out and give her this black bone
Hold up, I be thinking too far
Can assure ya baby, this ain’t who I really are
That don’t make sense, huh? This is kinda bizarre
So I'ma take a lil break and puff on the cigar
Tonight girl, we gon' have a good time
Doin everything I can just to try and make you mine
Goin' Ye Olde Krispy to get sum bear signs
She takin' me above, takin' me to cloud nine
Together, we gon' take the damn county
Got a price on our head, but we carrying the bounty
Come on back to the crib, girl, you know it’s far from shanty
You my bad lil chica, I’m your proud vigilante
Gon' mosey on down to the spot
Young gunner, you know I like it hot
Hit the lotto, I just hit the jackpot
Girl, you bad enough to tie the knot
Bonnie and Clyde part 2
Girl, this town big enough just between me and u
You gon' really have to show me what that mouth do
I know you really far from basic on my how to
You the real thug, girl you part of the gang
You the realest mamacita, I just know you can hang
Let the pistol fire, let it ring with a bang
We be whippin' downtown in my mustang
Girl, I’m the best, fastest hand in the west
Now, I don’t mean to brag but I say it with my chest
We can go to Strawberry, takin' on another quest
Can’t get over your beauty, it just got me obsessed
Step to the right then step to the left
Stealing your heart, please arrest me for theft
When the day is done and I’m feeling some rest
I'ma thank the man above 'cause I'm feeling so blessed
Fuck with me, I'm the man
The man with the plan
Is you even speaking my language
Ha! just call me Bure the Bandit
Sheriff Ian finna run ya ass down
Y’all be looking like some straight clowns
Double B and SI, we coming to your town
Hope all you shucks don’t drown
Yo K****, the homie Dij gon' get you boy
Better run away
Ha-ha! It's on sight boy

Written by:
Ona Ebodaghe

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