[Intro: Forgiato Blow]
Woo
[Chorus: Forgiato Blow]
Country girls, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
Cowboys, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
City slicker, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
Everybody in the party, do your dance (Ho!)
Put your left foot in, pull it out, won't ya (Ho!)
Stick your right foot in, pull it out, won't ya (Ho!)
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the horse now (Hey!)
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the horse now (Ho!)
[Verse 1: Vanilla Ice]
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the pony
Saddle up, baby, goin' wild on this donkey
That's my girl, she my one, she my only
Ride or die, yeah, my female homie
She drives a race car and a big truck
Lift kit big, wheels never get stuck
Skin-tight jeans and her boots on
Sendin' pheromones, my girl horny like a nympho
Cinco de Mayo, 1942 Don Julio
I go, wherever you go, baby, you know
Me and you, now let's go, come on
[Chorus: Forgiato Blow]
Country girls, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
Cowboys, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
City slicker, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
Everybody in the party, do your dance (Ho!)
Put your left foot in, pull it out, won't ya (Ho!)
Stick your right foot in, pull it out, won't ya (Ho!)
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the horse now
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the horse now
[Verse 2: Forgiato Blow]
Urban cowboy sold to the woman in the front row
Saddle up, yee! We on the radio!
Two-step to a new step, keep it on the line
Whiskey drinking with them dixie chicks on the county line
Booty shaking, southern bells at the hideaway highway
Country creek boy, sitting sideways
Judy trucks got her hips on fire
Doing the dance, wearing the tread upon my tires
You can find me at the redneck yacht club (Hey!)
Sugarland moonshine in my red cup (Ho!)
Daisy dukes should've outlawed denim
The way she shakin' on me, you know I'ma have to skin her
[Chorus: Forgiato Blow]
Country girls, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey)
Cowboys, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey)
City slicker, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey)
Everybody in the party, do your dance (Hey)
Put your left foot in, pull it out, won't ya (Hey)
Stick your right foot in, pull it out, won't ya (Hey)
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the horse now (Hey)
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the horse now (Hey)
[Verse 3: Cowboy Troy]
Bubble butts tend to bubble up
All the pretty kittens with the booty stars wishing when the B's in
Used to be chillin'
Cowboy hats got folks struttin' 'round like they're Marshal Dillon
It's like a scene from Urban Cowboy in the ’80s
The crew is too busy starin' at the ladies
Marvelin' at all the diamonds and denim
Trying the best, tryin' to get what's in 'em
All the ladies just tryin' to do the get-up
Bassline hits and the whole crowd lit up
Try not to spill your white claw or your [?]
[?] party rhyme minister, CBT comin' through
[Chorus: Forgiato Blow]
Country girls, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
Cowboys, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
City slicker, yeah, go on, do your dance (Hey!)
Everybody in the party, do your dance (Ho!)
Put your left foot in, pull it out, won't ya (Ho!)
Stick your right foot in, pull it out, won't ya (Ho!)
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the horse now
Ride the horse, ride the horse, ride the horse now
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