Cocaine Cowboy

Ladies and gentlemen, let's direct our attention to chute number one

In it is a man that you know very well

He is a living legend, he is a rockstar, a superstar

None other than Mr. Bo Bunton

The Houston, Texas cowboy is gonna attempt to

Ride the unridden bull they call the Lone Star

I'm a young hell raiser, cocaine chaser

Texas two-steppin', down south bitch taker

All about my paper, bitch, I'm always on the road

Lifted at 2:50, bitch, you know we rollin' coal

And I'm snortin' coke like I'm never goin' broke

Been up a couple days, I ain't never goin' home

This is all I know, everywhere I go

All I see is big titty bitches at my shows

If the cops pull me over, I'ma tell 'em, "Suck my dick"

I got the bail money, I ain't never stressin' shit

One in the chamber, thirty in the clip

And another thirty thousand on my motherfuckin' wrist

I like to get my dick sucked, ridin' in my big truck

Camo head to toe, yeah, we aimin' for the big bucks

Thirty-seven needles just in case we get big stuck

Jammin' Waylon Jennings, Carlos Coy in that big truck

Been a fuck-up for as long as I remember

On this cocaine, this a three-day bender

Snow year 'round, so every day December

Young Tex Mex flex like Freddy Fender

I'm gettin' real rowdy with them boys down south

40X felt with them diamonds in my mouth

Sippin' Wockhardt, bitch, we never seen the drought

I want a thousand acres and a purple trout