Spaghetti Western Lyrics

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

Record me

Adore me, yeah

Yeah

Oh, do not make me pull the pistol out

She say she like it when 'dem cameras out

Roll em