Yeehaw (Countryfied) (feat. Pitbull)

Mister worldwide, E-L-1
Filmore, let's ride

Shined up gator skin on them boots
Them short, torn Daisy Dukes, shake, shakin' them loose
(She got that yeehaw), lookin' at me like I'm a boss
Sexy twang in the talk, she ain't buckin' me off
(She got that yeehaw), saddle up, 'cause she wanna ride
BNA to MIA, goin' South tonight
(She got that yeehaw), and the next thing I knew
She brought a friend, it was me plus two (oh, no)
(I'm on the yee-haw) yee-hoo

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 cinder-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

Shined up gator skin on them boots
Them short, torn Daisy Dukes, shake, shakin' them loose
(She got that yeehaw), lookin' at me like I'm a boss
Sexy twang in the talk, she ain't buckin' me off
(She got that yeehaw), saddle up, 'cause she wanna ride
BNA to MIA, goin' South tonight
(She got that yeehaw), and the next thing I knew
She brought a friend, it was me plus two (oh, no)
(I'm on the yee-haw)

Country singerita, sippin' margaritas
Turnin' me on like a rodeo
'Cause 30-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)

Shined up gator skin on them boots
Them short, torn Daisy Dukes, shake, shakin' them loose
(She got that yeehaw), lookin' at me like I'm a boss
Sexy twang in the talk, she ain't buckin' me off
(She got that yeehaw), saddle up, 'cause she wanna ride
BNA to MIA, goin' South tonight
(She got that yeehaw), and the next thing I knew
She brought a friend, it was me plus two, oh, no