Kesha – Yippee-Ki-Yay Duet (Guitar)
Capo 2
Key
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
[Intro]
C Am Em F C Am Bitch, oh, I just got a brand new car Em F Vroom vroom, yee-haw
[Verse 1]
C Am The whiskey spilled, it's already gone Em F That dress you bought, go on and put it on C Am To waste tonight would be criminal Em F Put my record on and sing it C Am It rained all year, but it's clearing up Em F I'm flying high, it's a miracle C Am I'm drinking spirits, I'm spiritual Em F Good goddamn, yeehaw
[Pre-Chorus]
C Am Ooh, that's what I like Em F I'm feeling loose, I'm feeling light C Am I'm hella smooth like Miller Lite
N.C.
I got the moves, I'm everybody's type (Hey)
[Chorus]
N.C.
Bitch, I just got a brand new car
N.C.
Hose me down at the trailer park
N.C.
We lit up like a bonfire
N.C.
Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
C Am Bitch, I just got a brand new start Em F Call the cops, baby, kumbaya C Am We lit up like a bonfire Em F Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
[Post-Chorus]
Bb Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya) Bb Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya) Bb N.C. Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yippee-ki-yay boop boop (ooh-ooh)
[Verse 2]
C Am I just pulled up in a brand new one Em F Bartender pour me up some damn fluid C Am I just wanna see your pretty girl dance into it N.C. C Drinks on me just 'cause I can do it, ya-ya Am Em There's a party going on in my car F C No gas I still end up at the bar Am Spit shine the ornament Em F Kesha, your dolla sign fine I want more of it C Am Regular girls can’t handle my world I get bored of it Em F Don’t order it if you don’t want to get into all sorts of shit C Park that booty next to this Am N.C. It's evident you don’t know that I’m heaven sent
N.C.
Edison couldn’t get this lit I’m flexing in this bitch
[Chorus]
C Am Bitch, I just got a brand new car Em F Hose me down at the trailer park C Am We lit up like a bonfire Em F Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya C Am Bitch, I just got a brand new start Em F Call the cops, baby, kumbaya C Am We lit up like a bonfire
N.C.
Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
[Post-Chorus]
Bb Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya) Bb Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya) Bb Put your hand up in the sky, ya-ya
N.C.
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
[Verse 3]
C Am There's a two-for-one at the Dollar Tree Em F Double-cupping straight gasoline C Am Look around, the only ten I see
N.C.
Is this barefoot baddie from Tennessee
C Am Gonna two-step stomp down to cowboy street Em F (Two-step) Music good and the liquor is cheap C Am (Ya) Pretty thing in these tight blue jeans Em F Good goddamn, yeehaw
[Pre-Chorus]
C Am Ooh, pass me the mic Em F I'm singing karaoke out of time C Am I'm out of tune, I'm out of line
N.C.
So pay my bail if I go to jail tonight (Hey)
[Chorus]
C Am Bitch, I just got a brand new car Em F Hose me down at the trailer park C Am We lit up like a bonfire Em F Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya C Am Bitch, I just got a brand new start Em F Call the cops, baby, kumbaya C Am We lit up like a bonfire Em N.C. Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
[Post-Chorus]
Bb Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya) Bb Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya) Bb Put your hand up in the sky, ya-ya
N.C.
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
Bb Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya) Bb Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya) Bb Put your hand up in the sky, ya-ya
N.C.
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya