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Brahma Bull, Big Chuk

[Chorus: CB3]
Woke up this mornin', the dew still on the ground (Dew on the ground)
I heard them whippoorwills man I love that sound
Hopped in my Cadillac, put the rag top down (Rag top down)
Cranked up my radio I'm headed out of town
I'm gonna ride (Yeah ride)
I'm gonna ride (Yeah ride)
I'm gonna ride (Yeah ride)
I'm gonna ride (Yeah ride)

[Verse 1: Brahma Bull]
Old school Caddy, drop them windows down
Horns on the hood boss hog's in town
I got a full tank of gas, no GPS
I'm gonna ride, gonna ride, gonna ride to death
Mohawk flyin' in that mountain wind
And yeah the profile with Brahma Bull again
You see the big guy ride by packin' a chew
Watch the peace sign fly like the number deuce
As I roll right past like a NASCAR Sunday
Music on blast, be back by Monday
I keep ridin' like a Texas cowboy
I keep shinin' livin' in the now boy
Wind rippin' smilin' on my face
And "The Bull" written on my plates
Clock tickin' times on my side
While I'm out here on this open road and I ride

[Verse 2: Big Chuk]
Fresh hair cut and some big old shades
Sharper than the point on the ace of spades
Cologne on my bones 'cause I like to smell good
With a gangsta lean comin' out the woods
I roll into town how you like me know
Got the music turned up, windows rolled down
Big grin on my face like a possum on corn
Fixed to ride long as the weather's warm
And the jeans is torn and my sleeves is gone
I believe [?] the breeze is on
'Cause I turn it up while I burn it up
I'm winkin' my eye, pretty girl what's up
I'm just takin' a cruise with a couple of brews
Full tank of gas and a bag too
And Johnny Law may think I'm bad news
But I don't come to city limits less I have to
Come on

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