Lyrics Bull Riding (feat. DRODi & Slim Thug) - Slim Thug , That Mexican OT

(Bankroll got it) uh
Uh, uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-uh, uh-uh
(CJ, shut the fuck 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, bitch, I'm not in the mood, ho, move

My Slapwoods double-stuffed 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 shit saved in my phone
Bitch, I'm Texas to the bone lil' country boy like Post Malone

I be stepping in some all-black ostrich
I be sipping on codeine-coffee, it put me in a codiene coffin, dead and I still be flossing
Found a white bitch in straight from Austin
Can't trust the ho, I stay cautious
Got a bad bitch wit' an accent from Boston

Hot potato your bitch, we gonna have her ass tossing
In the NYC eating on chop cheese, stupid bitch and her ass is knock-kneed
Is that OT? No, it cannot be
I don't see no boots or diamonds that bling
Back in Texas eating pecans with lean
I'm in the kitchen whippin' up lil' cuisine
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, bitch, I'm not in the mood, ho, move (aye aye)

Ay, she came up for a pic, next thing you know she sucking dick
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 bitch

I be whipping that hotbox, smoking on pop rock, get a new pack
Then I drop it on pop block, bitch, I will not stop
'Til I'm at the top spot, wood burn slow I be smoking that crockpot
We came for some bread, then I lift up the lid
He was trying to come up then he came up dead
Try to rob droid, man bitch, 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 my space
You ain't buying weed get the fuck outta my face
Never take a bitch 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 shit sweet, but we smoking on candy, 20 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
OT, can I have a picture? No, bitch, I'm not in the mood, ho, move

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 high to stop
I just smoke a whole ounce

Bad bitches ass bounce
When big slim show up
Strippers start playing my song, tryna make me throw up
I keep buying new toys, I ain't gon' never grow up
Haters mad I'm still rich, I keep stacking do' 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
OT, can I have a picture? No, bitch, I'm not in the mood, ho move

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, bitch, I'm not in the mood, ho move