(Intro) Yodel-ay... Hee-hoo... (Beat drops) (Chorus) Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Pussy. Money. Weed. Yodel-ay-hee-hee Got the things I need. (Verse 1) Woke up this morning on a pile of cash, So high up the Alps, I get whiplash. Lederhosen pockets stuffed with fifties, Heidi and her friends, they're actin' shifty. (Chorus) Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Pussy. Money. Weed. Yodel-ay-hee-hee Got the things I need. (Verse 2) Rollin' up a blunt of that Swiss-grown green, The stickiest of icky that you've ever seen. My falsetto flow is so pristine, Make a glacier melt, you know the scene. (Chorus) Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Pussy. Money. Weed. Yodel-ay-hee-hee Got the things I need. (Bridge) (Beat softens, a melodic yodel plays underneath) Some folks seek peace in the valley low, They watch the quiet rivers flow. But I find my zen in the loud and lewd, With a pocket full of cash and a happy mood. The smoke it rises to the clear blue sky, Another pretty girl just caught my eye... She asked me what I want from life, I told her... (Outro) Just the Pussy, Money, Weed! Yodel-ay-hee-hooo! And the echo screams my need! Yodel-lay-hee-heee! Yeah... Alpine Papi... Yodel-odl-odl-ay-heeeee-hoooooooo... (Cowbell fades out)
