C-Bo, born Shawn “Cowboy” Thomas on 1971 in the Garden Block area of Sacram… Read Full Bio ↴C-Bo, born Shawn “Cowboy” Thomas on 1971 in the Garden Block area of Sacramento, California. He has sold over 3.5 million albums independently since 1993. He is currently signed to West Coast Mafia Records. C-Bo, notoriously known for his relationship with law enforcement, was one of the first rappers to be jailed due to his lyrical content, a scathing critique of political officials and police on his track "Deadly Game", and unsuccessfully argued for appeal 3 times, while gaining nationwide attention for arguably his most successful mainstream album. He was arrested in California in 1998, under the suspicion that his violent rap lyrics violated his parole. He then in Ohio, rapped his court statement to the presiding judge, who gave C-Bo probation on the condition that he also rap in a Public Service Announcement. Apart from his extensive work as a solo artist he has also worked with a wide variety of known Rappers such as Tupac Shakur, E-40, Yukmouth, Spice 1, Tech N9ne, Dru Down, Kokane, Daz Dillinger and Brotha Lynch Hung. C-Bo is also part of the bay-area super group Thug Lordz, along with frequent collaborators Spice 1 and Yukmouth.
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Tycoon
C-Bo Lyrics

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Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
OhhhhhhhhhhhhOhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Verse 1: see-Bo]
Now see I be the man with all the plans
Trips and personal leer jets across the land
See me in bently in front of billboard live
Sipping on cristal crushed ice and lime

While I flex baggets and rubys on my wrist
My niggas be the shit like rotweilers and pits
Top dollers and fits markeys to kiss
Your four keds on my pinkie might crease your lips
Got offshore accounts swizes in japan
Need money machines to count the cash at hand
Push a candy green navy on unleves with four tvs
Gold real smiling like flaming young key I'm all about the money
And I mix it with the hunnys but not a trick
Hoes can't get none from me
Catch me in rag benz count my ends I don't hate we move tapes
State to state
Surprise to see me riding your town
So much ice it'll melt the whole city might drown
Forever stay a playa and ball with tycoons
Bentlys and mansions with like 15 rooms
Fall to my doom all I wanted was the cash
Lambouginis ferraris benz convertable jags
Rolex on my right bravado on my left rollin in sweat
On my personal leer jet tycoon

[Chorus]
All I want to do is to have the better things in life
I'm a tycoon diamond rings and live this life that's all I knew
Was to hustle day and night stack my chips and rub this ice
that's a playa's life ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh

[Verse 2]
Double are's and movie stars want to know who we are
Quarter million dollar cars in six car garage
It's like a mirage when you step out on the deck
All I wanted was the best so I built the rest
And iced the neck then I spiced the deck with swimming pools and hot tubs
Private flights to met cico puerto rico peruvian flakes
Metro rap cakes that I'm getting for eight
I'm straight don't use it never do I touch
I put this 40 carrots and diamonds and get them crushed
Lost the fourtune and fame I'm pushing the caine
When the fourtune put us stressed to get the fourtune I gained
And still remain the same nigga swerving the lanes
With a cup full of crushed ice pouring the champagne
Smoking the dank while I'm holding a drank
West coast my motto toting all the dank tycoon

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I be a star to those who supposed to be hoes
But only hoes like those in skirts in tight cloths
And those a dealers played out with kangols
Had troppaz so I swooped up the range rolls
Got better hoes gucci sweater cloths
And went from V.S.O.P. to X.O.
From quarter karats to cares girlfriend
Then marriage with a baby to cherish
And a mansion for my parents
Timex to Rolex all gold to diamonds
Now I "Bling Bling" like Cash Money cause I'll be shining
My broad stays smothered down
And Victoria's Secret from a disc to her ass crack
Right price to peeping in all
I'm not a pimp I just live when I walk
Karl Kani boxers is fence because of my deal with warlock
Staking lobsters from pork chops
From pissing on lingers and knolies
To pissing criss down at the yacht tycoon

[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In "Tycoon", C-Bo raps about his desire for material wealth and the lavish lifestyle that comes with it. He boasts about his luxurious possessions, such as his personal leer jet, offshore accounts, and expensive cars. He also talks about his success in the drug trade, which has enabled him to amass a fortune. Despite his past struggles, he remains focused on accumulating as much wealth as possible and living the life of a tycoon.

Throughout the song, C-Bo uses extravagant imagery to paint a picture of his opulent lifestyle. He mentions sipping Cristal, wearing baguettes and rubies on his wrist, and driving candy green cars with four TVs. He also discusses his relationships with women, referring to them as "hunnys" and "broads" and boasting about their designer clothing and lavish gifts. Despite the superficiality of his pursuits, C-Bo seems content to live his life as a tycoon, surrounded by opulence and luxury.

Overall, "Tycoon" is a celebration of wealth and luxury. C-Bo portrays himself as a successful drug dealer and businessman who has secured a place among the elite. While his priorities may not align with those of mainstream society, he remains true to his vision of success and continues to chase after the trappings of wealth.

Line by Line Meaning

Now see I be the man with all the plans
I'm the guy with all the ideas

Trips and personal leer jets across the land
Private jets and vacations everywhere

See me in bently in front of billboard live
I show up in a Bentley to the club Billboard Live

Sipping on cristal crushed ice and lime
I'm drinking Cristal Champagne on crushed ice with lime

While I flex baggets and rubys on my wrist
I show off my expensive jewelry

My niggas be the shit like rotweilers and pits
My crew is amazing, like Rottweilers and Pitbulls

Top dollers and fits markeys to kiss
We have top style and fashion

Your four keds on my pinkie might crease your lips
My four carats on my pinkie ring might cause you to pout

Got offshore accounts swizes in japan
I've got accounts in other countries, like Switzerland and Japan

Need money machines to count the cash at hand
I have so much money I need machines to count it

Push a candy green navy on unleves with four tvs
I drive a custom candy green Navigator with four TVs

Gold real smiling like flaming young key I'm all about the money
I'm all about earning money and showing off my gold teeth

And I mix it with the hunnys but not a trick
I spend time with women, but I don't waste money on them

Hoes can't get none from me
I don't spend money on prostitutes

Catch me in rag benz count my ends I don't hate we move tapes
I'll be driving a rag-top Benz and counting my money, not hating on others who sell music

State to state
I travel all over the United States

Surprise to see me riding your town
People are surprised to see me in their town

So much ice it'll melt the whole city might drown
I have so much jewelry that it might cause a flood if it melts

Forever stay a playa and ball with tycoons
I'll always be a player and hang out with successful people

Bentlys and mansions with like 15 rooms
I have multiple Bentleys and mansions with 15 rooms

Fall to my doom all I wanted was the cash
Money was my only goal, even if it leads me to a bad outcome

Lambouginis ferraris benz convertable jags
I own Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Mercedes-Benzes, and convertible Jaguars

Rolex on my right bravado on my left rollin in sweat
I wear a Rolex on my right wrist, and exude confidence on my left while hustling and sweating

On my personal leer jet tycoon
I ride in my own personal jet, like a tycoon

All I want to do is to have the better things in life
My sole desire is to have the best things that life can offer

I'm a tycoon diamond rings and live this life that's all I knew
I'm a successful businessman with diamond rings enjoying the life I always knew I wanted

Was to hustle day and night stack my chips and rub this ice
I worked hard all the time to build up my wealth and have the best jewelry

That's a playa's life ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh
That's just the life of a successful player

Double are's and movie stars want to know who we are
Celebrities and wealthy people know and admire us

Quarter million dollar cars in six car garage
We own cars worth a quarter-million dollars and have a six-car garage

It's like a mirage when you step out on the deck
It's like a dream come true when you step out onto our deck

All I wanted was the best so I built the rest
I wanted only the best things in life, so I built the life I have now

And iced the neck then I spiced the deck with swimming pools and hot tubs
I added jewelry to my neck, then added luxurious features to my house like swimming pools and hot tubs

Private flights to met cico puerto rico peruvian flakes
I take private flights to different locations, such as Mexico, Puerto Rico, and Peru, and even use drugs while there

Metro rap cakes that I'm getting for eight
I sell cakes of crack cocaine in metropolitan areas for eight hundred dollars

I'm straight don't use it never do I touch
I'm straight, meaning I'm not gay, and I never use drugs

I put this 40 carrots and diamonds and get them crushed
I have forty-carat diamonds that I get crushed into finer pieces

Lost the fourtune and fame I'm pushing the caine
I lost my fortune and fame, so now I sell cocaine

When the fourtune put us stressed to get the fourtune I gained
When I was wealthy, I was stressed to keep my fortune, but now that I've gained more money through drugs, I'm not as stressed

And still remain the same nigga swerving the lanes
I'm still the same person, driving recklessly in the streets

With a cup full of crushed ice pouring the champagne
I pour champagne into a cup full of crushed ice

Smoking the dank while I'm holding a drank
I'm smoking marijuana while holding a drink

West coast my motto toting all the dank tycoon
I represent the West Coast, carrying a lot of marijuana, and I'm a tycoon

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MICHAEL MOSLEY, SHAWN THOMAS

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C-Bo is forever a legend and his music raised alot of us! When I first heard this, I was going for a retrial carrying 3 life sentences... I couldn't see the light at all! Somehow, this song inspired me to keep fighting! By God's grace, I took a sweet deal, did my time, came home, on the right path and still motivated be a Tycoon... the legal way💯