YIPPEE-KI-YAY. (feat. T-Pain)

Bitch, oh I just got a brand new car Vroom, vroom Yee-haw 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, yee-haw 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!) Bitch, I just got a brand new car Hoes meet down at the trailer park We lit up like a bonfire Singing 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 (bonfire) Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yippee-ki-yay Boom-boom Ooh-ooh 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), your 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!) Bitch (bitch), I just got a brand new car Hoes meet down at the trailer park We lit up like a bonfire Singing 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 (bonfire) Singing 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 Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya There's a two for one at the Dollar Tree (Dollar Tree) Double cup of straight gasoline (gasoline) Look around, 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 these tight blue jeans Good goddamn, yee-haw Ooh (ooh), pass me the mic (pass me the mic) I'm singing 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 (oh, hey) Bitch, I just got a brand new car Hoes meet down at the trailer park We (we) lit up like a bonfire Singing 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 Singing 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 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 Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya