Bull Riding Lyrics by That Mexican OT
Bankroll got it
Un un un un un huh un huh un huh un huh
Cj shut the *** up
Ayo is that Mexican OT?
Long horns on the Escalade
I’m riding on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us
I told shorty keep it cool
Pour a duce off the drank I’m acting rude
OT can I have a picture no *** I’m not in the mood ho move
My slapwoods double stuff like Oreos
I’m blowing o’s like glory holes
You know how this story goes
I pop out with some whorey ho’s
We make good pornos at home I got the shot saved in my phone
*** I’m Texas to the bone lil country boy like post Malone
I be stepping in some all black ostrich
I be sipping codie coffee it put me in a codine coffin deathen I still be flossing
Found a white *** straight from Austin
Can’t trust the ho I stay cautious
Got a bad *** wit an accent from Boston
Hot potato your *** we gonna have her ass tossing
In the NYC eating on chop cheese stupid *** and her ass is knoc knees
Is that OT no it can’t not be
I don’t see no boots or diamonds that bling
Back in Texas eating pecans with lean
In the kitchen whipping up liquid zine
I’m drinking oil like I’m a machine
Punch him dead in his mouth pull his tooth out the ring
Right on
Long horns on the Escalade
I’m riding on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us
I told shorty keep it cool
Pour a duce off the drank I’m acting rude
OT can I have a picture no *** I’m not in the mood ho move
Aye aye
She came up for a pic
Next thing you know she sucking ***
I got wockhardt in my soda
Like my ho’s I like it thick. yeah yeah
Yeah Cuban link the chain but drodi man he Mexican (for real)
Why you in my business
Stupid ho you ain’t my ***
I be whipping that hotbox
Smoking on pop rock. get a new pack
Then I drop it on pop block *** I will not stop
Till I’m at the top spot wood burn slow I be smoking that crockpot
Came for some bread then I lift up the lid
He was trying to come up the he came up dead try to rob drodi
Man *** you dumb in the head like I got long legs
Two steps ahead got diamond on my neck fo
Looking like an ice age taking people ho’s since way back
On MySpace you ain’t buying *** get the *** outta my face
never take a *** to a lick to where I stay
I be getting blown like a dandi
Keep a nine millie in my hand comes in handy
Ain’t *** sweet but we smoking on candy twenty for the Grammy
Foot up on they neck gotta make em understand me (yeah)
Long horns on the Escalade
I’m riding on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us
I told shorty keep it cool
Pour a duce off the drank I’m acting rude
Move around quick get out my way
You ain’t got ya camera ready I ain’t got time to play
Trying to make a mill a day
Every second gone count
Plus I’m to *** to stop
I just smoke a whole ounce
Bad *** ass bounce
When big slim shows up
Strippers start playing my song trying make me throw up
I keep buying new toys I ain’t never gone grow up
Haters mad I’m still rich. I keep stacking doe up
Known for my cars like I’m known for my bars
In the caddy two stars
Talking having a ménage happy ending with massage
What I do on a Monday
In the Escalade taking off down the runway
Long horns on the Escalade
I’m riding on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us
I told shorty keep it cool
Pour a duce off the drank I’m acting rude
Long horns on the Escalade
I’m riding on a bull
See the laws pull up behind us
I told shorty keep it cool
Pour a duce off the drank I’m acting rude