The Toast (Feat. J.B. Mauney)

Here's to wars and revolution Buckin horses and prostituion Them rank brahmer bulls that keep on buckin and them Sad sweet girls that are good for the lovin Nah I got one I was born in the wild raised in a Cave Ridin spinning bulls is all I crave Bustin out windows tearin down doors Takin out virgins and bringin back whores Daddy was hung as a horse theif My momma was burned as a witch I got fourteen sisters that work in a whore house And me I'm a bull Ridin son of a bitch