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Sheriff, sheriff | Someone get the sheriff | They're at it again (oh)
Sheriff, sheriff Someone get the sheriff They're at it again (oh) And I think one of them wields a weapon Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Oh, ayy-oh-ah, ayy-oh-ee, ayy-yeah Shoot my tongue if you want, lil' mama I can't talk, say nothin', lil' mama Love is war if you want, lil' mama Bust them shots then bring that drama You wanna fight in public You got a knife, but I ain't bluffing So meet in the middle of town Where the saloon doors swing left and right (ooh, right) We gon' fight (fight) Say hello to Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Oh, ayy-oh-ah, ayy-oh-ee, ayy-yeah Say hello to Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Oh, ayy-oh-ah, ayy-oh-ee, ayy-yeah Nigga, please I'ma leave you in sorrow Could it be, I'm like kissing Kate Barlow Ride out, I'ma get my revenge Your hideout, buss in, gon' let me in So meet me in the middle of town Or whatever the f-, this needs to go down We gon' fight Say hello to Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Oh, ayy-oh-ah, ayy-oh-ee, ayy-yeah Hol' up She wrong, she wrong, she wrong, but she think she right She gon' cheat on her own and gon' lose her life Gon' push me to the edge Shoot me in the heart, shoot me in the head So meet me in the middle of town Where the saloon doors swing left and right (right) We gon' fight (fight) Say h- Boy, don't make me kick you in your nutsack (hey) I break your saxophone and tell 'em there's no comeback (no come) You wanna cheat, I got receipts from bunny riches (mmh) Don't make me squad up with your exes, ridin' bareback No, I'm not cappin', watch me kickin' the door with my .44 We not finna argue anymore, I brought the silencer, whoa, oh Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Oh, ayy-oh-ah, ayy-oh-ee, ayy-yeah (say hello) Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Smith & Westin, Smith & Westin Oh, ayy-oh-ah, ayy-oh-ee, ayy-yeah Sheriff, oh dear (oh dear) Oh my stars and garters (oh my) He made that choppa sing, that choppa sing Brrt, gat, brrt, gat (sheriff) Brrt, gat (sheriff), brrt, gat Gon' push me to the edge Shoot me in the heart, shoot me in the head Gon' push me to the edge Shoot me in the heart, shoot me in the head
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