"Bull Breed" lyrics
"Bull Breed"
Smoking all the cigarettes
Like she be Courtney Love
Dip into the eight ball
'Cause we're so far above
Struck out on the ponies
A moment we all want
Now make like you're a bull breed
And show 'em how to strut
I don't care what you say
That I still miss ya
Dustin Hoff my dirty knees
Like I still miss ya
So we drink until we find
A reason to chase with our favorite songs
In my molly coated mind
These das are my favorite ones
Passing on the second shot
As if we've had enough
Picking up so easily
Like they think we are hot?
Make like you're a bull breed
And show 'em how to strut
I don't care what you say
But I still miss ya
Dustin Hoff my dirty knees
Like I still miss ya, I miss ya
I don't care what you say
But I still miss ya
Dustin Hoff my dirty knees
Like I still miss ya, I miss ya
So we drink until we find
A reason to chase with our favorite songs
In my molly coated mind
These das are my favorite ones
So we drink until we find
A reason to chase with our favorite songs
In my molly coated mind
These das are my favorite ones
Writer(s): Christopher Collins, Leroy Bressington, Otis Pavlovic
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- Royel Otis Lyrics
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