Album Cover YIPPEE-KI-YAY.

YIPPEE-KI-YAY.

Kesha

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[Intro: Kesha]

Bitch, oh

I just got a brand new car

Vroom vroom

Yee-haw

[Verse 1: Kesha]

The whisky spilled, it's already gone

That dress you bought, go on and put it on

To waste tonight would be criminal

Put my record on (Sing it)

It rained all year, but it's clearing up

I'm flying high, it's a miracle

I'm drinking spirits, I'm spiritual

Good, goddamn, yeehaw

[Pre-Chorus: Kesha]

Ooh, that's what I like

I'm feeling loose, I'm feeling light

I'm hella smooth like Miller Lite

I got the moves, I'm everybody's type (Hey)

[Chorus: Kesha, T-Pain & Both]

Bitch, I just got a brand new car

Hose me down at the trailer park

We lit up like a bonfire

Singin' yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Bitch (Bitch), I just got a brand new start

Call the cops, baby, kumbaya

We lit up like a bonfire

Singin' yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

[Post-Chorus: Kesha & T-Pain, Kesha, T-Pain]

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yеah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yеah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yippee-ki-yay

Boom-boom

Ooh-ooh

[Verse 2: T-Pain & Kesha]

I just pulled up in a brand new one (Brand new one)

Bartender, pour me up some damn fluid (Damn fluid)

I just wanna see a pretty girl dancing to it (Dancing to it)

Drinks on me just 'cause I can do it

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

There's a party going on in my car (Yeah, yeah)

No gas, I still end up at the bar (Yeah, yeah)

I spit-shine the ornament, Kesha (Kesha)

You're dolla' sign fine, I want more of it

Regular girls can't handle my world, I get bored of it

Don't order it if you don't want to get into all sorts of shit

Park that booty next to this, it's evident you don't know that I'm heaven-sent

Edison couldn't get this lit, I'm flexing in this (Hey)

[Chorus: Kesha, T-Pain & Both]

Bitch (Bitch), I just got a brand new car

Hose me down at the trailer park

We lit up like a bonfire

Singin' yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Bitch (Bitch), I just got a brand new start

Call the cops, baby, kumbaya

We lit up like a bonfire

Singin' yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

[Post-Chorus: Kesha & T-Pain, Kesha, T-Pain]

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Put your hands up in the sky-y-y (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

[Verse 3: Kesha, T-Pain & Both]

It's a two-for-one at the dollar tree (Dollar tree)

Double cup and straight gasoline (Gasoline)

Look around and the only ten I see

Is this barefoot baddie from Tennessee

Gonna two-step stomp down a cowboy's street (Two-step)

Music good and the liquor is cheap (Yeah)

Pretty thing in his tight blue jeans

Good God, damn, yee-haw

[Pre-Chorus: Kesha & T-Pain]

Ooh (Ooh-ooh), pass me the mic (Pass me the mic)

I'm singin' karaoke out of time (Time)

I'm out of tune (Tune), I'm out of line (Line)

So pay my bail if I go to jail tonight (Ooh-ayy)

[Chorus: Kesha, T-Pain & Both]

Bitch, I just got a brand new car

Hose me down at the trailer park

We (We) be lit like a bonfire

Singin' yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Bitch, I just got a brand new start

Call the cops, baby, kumbaya

We (We) lit up like a bonfire

Singin' yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

[Post-Chorus: Kesha & T-Pain, Kesha, T-Pain]

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Put your hands up in the sky-y-y (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Put your hands up in the sky-y-y (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya