作词 : Kesha Sebert/Brittany "Chi" Coney/Denisia "Blu June" Andrews/Faheem Najm

作曲 : Kesha Sebert/Brittany "Chi" Coney/Denisia "Blu June" Andrews/Faheem Najm

制作人 : Pink Slip/Nova Wav

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 and 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, 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)

Singing yippee-ki-kay, yippee-ki-ya-ya (Yippee-ki-ya-ya, ya-ya)

Ya-ya (Ya-ya)

Ya-ya (Ya-ya)

Ya-ya (Ya-ya)

Ya-ya

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (Ya, ya, ya)

Yippee-ki-kay

Boop, boop

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

Ya-ya

There's a party going on in my car

No gas, I still end up at the bar

I spit shine the ornament

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, I just got a brand new car (Bitch)

Hose me down at the trailer park

We lit up like a bonfire

Singing yippee-ki-kay, 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)

Singing yippee-ki-kay, yippee-ki-ya-ya (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-kay, 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 lit up like a bonfire (We, bonfire)

Singing yippee-ki-kay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Bitch, I just got a brand new start (Bitch, I just got a brand new start)

Call the cops, baby, kumbaya

We lit up like a bonfire (We lit up like a bonfire)

Singing yippee-ki-kay, yippee-ki-ya-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-kay, 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-kay, yippee-ki-ya-ya