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• Artiste: Filmore
• Titre: Yeehaw
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Mr. Worldwide, E-L-1 Filmore, let's ride She got that yee-haw, shallow gator skin on them boots Some short, torn Daisy Dukes, shake, shakin' them loose She got that yee-haw, lookin' at me like I'm a boss Sexy twang in the talk, she ain't buckin' me off She got that yee-haw, saddle up, 'cause she wanna ride BNA to MIA, goin' South tonight She got that yee-haw, and the next thing I knew She brought a friend, it was me plus two (Oh no) I'm on the yee-haw I got this on lock 'cause I'm really from the bottom And bad girls, we get 'em, bad girls, we got 'em She won't leave early, I said, "Are you Cinderella?" She said, "No, I wanna cut, I'm single cuttin'-rella." I like how you think, I like who you are I like what you say, baby, you goin' hard From the home of the strip clubs She goin' to see it all Now put that thong to the side and let me see that yee-haw She got that yee-haw, shallow gator skin on them boots Some short, torn Daisy Dukes, shake, shakin' them loose She got that yee-haw, lookin' at me like I'm a boss Sexy twang in the talk, she ain't buckin' me off She got that yee-haw, saddle up, 'cause she wanna ride BNA to MIA, goin' South tonight She got that yee-haw, and the next thing I knew She brought a friend, it was me plus two (Oh no) I'm on the yee-haw (Yuh, let's go) Country singerita, sippin' margaritas Turnin' me on like a rodeo 'Cause thirty-fives down the causeway Straight off to Broadway Somethin' ride out of the radio Round and round and round, shootin' them down Like some sick shooter smoke off a gun A Man in Black, Johnny Cash, and I'm lookin' for my June And baby, I think it's you (Woo) She got that yee-haw, shallow gator skin on them boots Some short, torn Daisy Dukes, shake, shakin' them loose She got that yee-haw, lookin' at me like I'm a boss Sexy twang in the talk, she ain't buckin' me off She got that yee-haw, saddle up, 'cause she wanna ride BNA to MIA, goin' South tonight She got that yee-haw, and the next thing I knew She brought a friend, it was me plus two Oh no