Letras
Take a deep breath, let your chest burn
Her lingerie leopard
You call me "cowboy"
We could make our own spaghetti Western
Giddy up, girl
Giddy up, girl
Giddy up, girl
Giddy up, girl
(Action)
She like showing off
She like getting dressed up
Prefer to take it off
She got off of work, she want me to be the boss
Lil' Southern belle
She turn me into a monster
Don't care what it costs her
I'mma,I'mma
Let loose in a local saloon
Her ex tryn' press
Now he Rocky Raccoon
We the talk of the room
Simply settin' the mood
My smile full of doubloons
So I'm buyin' the booze
And she a devil in disguise wearing purple perfume
The stakes are so high they jumped over the moon
Blueberry pie tastes better in June with you
Deep breath, let your chest burn
Her lingerie leopard
You call me "cowboy"
We could make our own spaghetti Western (let's go)
Giddy up, girl
Giddy up, girl
Giddy up, girl (giddy up, giddy up)
Giddy up, girl
(Act two)
Oh, I just hit resume
After every argument she see my point of view
Fuck me like you got something to prove
Shawty, she as twisted as a circus balloon
She love every bit that she consume
I'm feeling it too
Girl, that body dynamite
I gotta kaboom
All it took was candlelight and 1942
And now this movie comin' soon
Yeah
Deep breath, let your chest burn
Her lingerie leopard (I like it)
You call me "cowboy"
We could make our own spaghetti Western (let's go)
Giddy up, girl (girl)
Giddy up, girl (girl)
Giddy up, girl (girl)
Giddy up, girl (girl)
Ride me