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"
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, sing it
It rained all year but it's clearing up
I'm flying high, it's a miracle
I'm drinking spirits and spiritual
Good goddamn, yeehaw!
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
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, 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"
Put your hands up in the sky, ya-ya
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
There's a two for one at the Dollar Tree
Double cup of straight gasoline
Look around, the only 10 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 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
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, 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"
Put your hands up in the sky, ya-ya
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
Put your hands up in the sky, ya-ya
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
compositores: Kesha Sebert - Kyle Buckley - Brittany Chi Coney - Denisia "Blu June" Andrews
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