Yoga chords by Bbno$

Featuring Rebecca Black!

♫ Intro:
Am7   CM7   Em7
Am7   CM7   Em7



♫ Chorus:
Am7
Do a little yoga, do a little dance
CM7
Baby come over, leave your mans
 Em7
Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby can't wife, ain't no chance
Am7
Ain't no chance, yeah there ain't no chance
CM7
Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants
Em7
Always eat leftovers, not to fance
Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance

♫ Verse:
Am7                                    CM7
  (Uh) Why the hell I buy her ☠☠☠☠? I don't know
                                   Em7
Let her spend the money, get my expense up

She wanna be a Barbie girl
I'm a Kenda'
                                    Am7
Fly to the future, we can go on a benda'
                                     CM7
Up all night, getting lucky yeah you bet-cha
                  Em7
Two Hondas and a Tesla, extra

Up on a Friday, that's the agenda
                              Am7
☠☠☠☠*, we getting down like Rebecca
                   CM7
☠☠☠☠ Spirit
I ride G FO
                       Em7
Dumb lyrics
I'm dumb rich though

You a critic? I'm Fantano
                                   Am7
Shit a couple hits out, ☠☠☠☠*, no Pepto

♫ Pre-Chorus:
Am7                            CM7
Only got one ball, but my arm strong
Take a flight, yeah, quick down to Hong Kong
Em7
Made that money wide, now that ☠☠☠☠ long

I'm always right, ain't no chance I'm wrong

♫ Chorus:
Am7
Do a little yoga, do a little dance
CM7
Baby come over, leave your mans
Em7
Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby can't wife, ain't no chance
Am7
Ain't no chance, yeah there ain't no chance
CM7
Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants
Em7
Always eat leftovers, not to fance

Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance

♫ Verse:
Am7                        CM7                      Em7
  Come on over, baby, and I'll show you how I get down
                                                 Am7
It'll be your lil' secret, you don't have talk about
              CM7                             Em7
So close the door, yeah, meet me down on the floor
                                           Am7
She got me screaming, uh
Britney give me more
                               CM7
Never thought we'd end up like this
                                 Em7
From the backseat to back of my crib

If you're nervous put your hands on my hips

Yeah, that's nice

♫ Pre-Chorus:
Am7                            CM7
Only got one ball, but my arm strong

Take a flight, yeah, quick down to Hong Kong
Em7
Made that money wide, now that ☠☠☠☠ long

I'm always right, ain't no chance I'm wrong

♫ Chorus:
Am7
Do a little yoga, do a little dance
CM7
Baby come over, leave your mans
Em7
Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby can't wife, ain't no chance
Am7
Ain't no chance, yeah there ain't no chance
CM7
Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants
Em7
Always eat leftovers, not to fance

Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance

♫ Outro:
Am7                      CM7
  Yeah, there ain't no chance (Ain't no chance)
                       Em7
Yeah, there ain't no chance (Ain't no chance)

Yeah, there ain't no chance (Ain't no chance)

Ain't no chance, yeah, there ain't no chance
Am7                              CM7
  Yeah, there ain't no chance, ☠☠☠☠*
                      Em7
Yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh-huh)

Yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh-huh)
                                               Am7   CM7  Em7
Ain't no chance, yeah, there ain't no chance, ☠☠☠☠☠☠☠