Disco Barbie - C-Rod

Da, da, da, da

La, la, la, la, la

Ricky’s at the door of every party in Miami

With fistfuls of tickets and cash

Wearing Cartier that he has borrowed from his daddy

But I bet he knows how to dance

Ricky, Ricky, come in the party

Don’t you wanna dance with the disco barbie?

Ricky, Ricky, come in the party

Don’t you wanna dance with the disco barbie?

(Disco barbie)

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?

(Disco barbie)

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?

Ricky looks iconic in his snakeskin Armani

Not your regular doorman

Everybody knows his name from Lodi to Miami

And I want him to be my man

Ricky, Ricky, come in the party

Don’t you wanna dance with the disco barbie?

Ricky, Ricky, come in the party

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?

(Disco barbie)

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?

Da, da, da, da

La, la, la, la, la

Dancing like it’s a disco

New York to San Francisco

Drop it down like a limbo

You say you love it, I say, ditto

Dancing like it’s a disco

New York to San Francisco

Drop it down like a limbo

You say you love it, I say, ditto

(Disco barbie)

(Disco barbie)

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?

(Da, da, da, da)

(La, la, la, la, la)

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?

(Da, da, da, da)

(La, la, la, la, la)

(Disco barbie)

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?

Da, da, da, da

La, la, la, la, la

Don’t you wanna dance with the (disco barbie)?