Songtexte YIPPEE-KI-YAY. (feat. T-Pain) - Kesha , 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
Hose me down at the trailer park
We lit up like a bonfire
Singing yippee-ki-kay, 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-kay, 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
Bartender, pour me up some damn fluid
I just wanna see a pretty girl 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
Hose me down at the trailer park
We lit up like a bonfire
Singing yippee-ki-kay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
Bitch (bitch), I just got a brand new start
Call the cops, baby, kumbaya
We lit up like a bonfire
Singing yippee-ki-kay, 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 10 I see
Is this barefoot baddie from Tennessee (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, pass me the mic (ooh, ooh, 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
Hose me down at the trailer park
We (we) lit up like a bonfire
Singing yippee-ki-kay, 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-kay, 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