Karaoké YIPPEE-KI-YAY. Kesha & T-Pain

Bitch ooh

I just got a brand new car

Hm hm

Vroom vroom

Yeehaw

The whiskey 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 and sing it

It rained all year but it's clearin' up

I'm flyin' high

It's a miracle

I'm drinkin' spirits

I'm spiritual

Good goddamn yeehaw

Ooh

That's what I like

I'm feelin' loose

I'm feelin' light

I'm hella smooth like Miller Lite

I got the moves

I'm everybody's type

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

I just got a brand new start

Bitch

Got a brand new start

Call the cops

Baby kumbaya

We lit up like a bonfire

Bonfire

Singin' Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

Yippee-ki-ya-ya-ya-ya

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah

Yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah

Yeah yeah yah

Yippee-ki-yay

Boop boop

Hoo wooh

I just pulled up in a brand new one

Bartender pour me up some damn fluid

I just wanna see a pretty girl dancin' to it

Drinks on me just 'cos

I can do it

Yah yah

There's a party goin' on in my car

No gas, I still end up at the bar

Spit-shine the ornament

Kesha

You're dollar-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 wanna 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 flexin' in this

Bitch

I just got a brand new car

Wooh huh

Hose me down at the trailer park

We lit up like a bonfire

Singin' Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

Bitch

I just got a brand new start

I just got a brand new car

Call the cops

Baby kumbaya

We lit up like a bonfire

Bonfire

Singin' Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

Yippee-ki-ya-ya-ya-ya

Yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah

Yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Put your hands up in the sky yah yah

Yeah yeah yah

Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

There's a two-for-one at the Dollar Tree

Double cuppin' straight gasoline

Look around

The only ten I see is this barefoot baddie from Tennessee

Gonna two-step stomp down a cowboy's street

Music good and the liquor is cheap

Pretty thing in these tight blue jeans

Good goddamn yeehaw

Ooh

Pass me the mic

I'm singin' karaoke out of time

I'm out of tune

I'm out of line

So pay my bail if I go to jail tonight

Bitch

I just got a brand new car

Hose me down at the trailer park

We lit up like a bonfire

We

Singin' Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

Bitch

I just got a brand new start

I just got a brand new car

We

Call the cops

Baby kumbaya

We lit up like a bonfire

Bonfire

Singin' Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

Ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya -ya

Yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Ki-ya-ya

Yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Put your hands up in the sky yah yah

Put your hands up in the sky yah yah

Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah

Yah yah

Yah yah

Yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Yah yah yah yah

Put your hands up in the sky yah yah

Put your hands up in the sky yah yah

Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya

Yippee-ki-yay

Yippee-ki-ya-ya