Yippie Ki Yay

Fat man, fat man, yippie ki yo, take whatever the fuck it is
Hit it Jed (one, two, three, four)
Ha-ha-ha, alright, come-on

Yippie ki yay, yippie ki yo, the weed made me high
The liquor made me low
You gotta understand that's the way I roll
Talkin' 'bout, (talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yah yo)

Came up from the bottom baby
Covered in mud, to the top I rose honey nothin' but love
From a place that blow bud, sit back and get buzzed
They keep that thing going, guitars and kick drums
It's a party every time that we walk in the spot
Like my Jack Daniel's straight, not on the rock
I chase whiskey with the water
I like whiskey with a kick
Put me in the game coach, I'm sick of sittin' on the bench
Come On

Yippie ki yay, yippie ki yo, the weed made me high
The liquor made me low
You gotta understand that's the way I roll
Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yi
Yippie ki yay, yippie ki yo, the weed made me high
The liquor made me low
You gotta understand that's the way I roll
Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yah yo

Roll up another one and let me help my mind escape
I'm down to shoot a shot of whiskey any time or place
Came from the bottom with no rhythm and rhyme
I did what I had to do just to try and get by
Represent the middle class and lower class citizens
Cruel world we're livin' in, hustlin' tryin' to get it in
I wake up hung over and be mad at myself
I be the first to admit, I'm kinda trashy myself

Yippie ki yay, yippie ki yo, the weed made me high
The liquor made me low
You gotta understand that's the way
I roll. Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yi
Yippie ki yay, yippie ki yo, the weed made me high
The liquor made me low
You gotta understand that's the way
I roll. Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yah yo

When that moonlight goes up
And we all show up, 'cause we all know what's about to go down
Someone roll up, and we'll all smoke up
And we gonn' blow up, the whole damn town
I've been drinking and smoking
I've been smoking and drinking
I wake up in the morning, like what the fuck was I thinking
I'm a real outsider, baby I'm a greaser

Back in high school, I was trying to freak the teacher
Maybe I did, maybe I didn't, it's a secret
Don't you like this bumpin' shit that's coming out your speaker?
The weed made me high, the liquor made me low
They wouldn't let us in, so I'm kicking in the door
Man it's cool, I'm a fool, let me do what I do
I might bust up out the room trippin' on shrooms
Yeah, I'm that kind of dude, baby that's who I am
When it's all said and done, I don't give a damn

Yippie ki yay, yippie ki yo, the weed made me high
The liquor made me low
You gotta understand that's the way I roll
Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yah yo
Yippie ki yay, yippie ki yo, the weed made me high
The liquor made me low
You gotta understand that's the way I roll
Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yah yo ki



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Writer(s): Jason Mater, Jared Gutstadt, Jason Bradley De Ford
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