YIPPEE-KI-YAY. (A. G. Cook Remix)

[Intro: Kesha]

Bitch, oh

I just got a brand new car

Vroom vroom

Yeehaw

[Verse 1: Kesha]

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 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

[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

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

Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

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

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya

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

[Verse 2: Kesha]

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

Doublе cupping straight gasoline

Look around, the only ten I see

Is this barеfoot 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

[Pre-Chorus: Kesha]

Ooh, pass me the mic

I'm singing karaoke out of time

I'm out of tune, I'm out of line

So pay my bail if I go to jail tonight

[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

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

Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

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

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya

Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya (Boop-boop)

[Verse 3: T-Pain]

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)

Spit-shine the ornament

Kesha (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 flexing in this

[Chorus: Kesha, T-Pain & Both]

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

Hose me 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

[Outro: Kesha, Both, T-Pain]

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Put your hands up in the sky-ya-ya

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

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Ya-ya, ya-ya

Put your hands up in the sky-ya-ya

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