Ya Ya chords by Beyoncé

• Difficulty: Advanced

♫ Intro:

Ebm F# Bbm A Ebm Dmaj7

F#
Hello, girls (Hello, Beyoncé)
F#
Hello, fellas (You're pretty swell)
                   N.C.
Those petty ones can't fuck with me (Why)
             Gmaj7    F#
'Cause I'm a clever girl! We snappin'
             F#m F#6
(Pretty please) Toms, please
F#6
We wanna welcome you to the Beyoncé Cowboy Carter Act II, ah
F#6
And the rodeo chitlin' circuit
        F#7
We gon' make it do what it do, ya-ya
           N.C.
Put them hands together


♫ Chorus:

      F#
We clappin'
We drummin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Gmaj7 F#maj7
Oh
oh, ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
B      F#        F#m7
Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
      F#maj7
Ya-ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya)
(Ya-ya) B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya

F#maj7 F#m7


♫ Verse 1:

N.C.            F#m7
My family live and died in America, hm
B6      F#m6          B7
Good ol' U.S.A., shit (Good ol' U.S.A.)
            F#        Em
Whole lotta red in that white and blue, huh
         F#maj7 Em
History can't be erased, ooh
         Bm  F#7
You lookin' for a new America? (America)
Are you tired, workin' time-and-a-half for half the pay? (Woo-hoo)
Ya-ya (Half the pay, oh-oh)
                           B7
I just pray that we don't crash, keep my Bible on the dash
         F#m Abm7b5
We gotta keep the faith
  F#m7
Wildfire burnt his house down
Em                 F#6   Emaj7
Insurance ain't gon' pay no Fannie Mae, shit
                F#m7
So hold this holster, pour mo' liquor, please
   Em6                  F#
Hard workin' man ain't got no money in the bank
      Em
Huh, oh ya-ya
      B       F#m7
Turn up the vinyl and the radio (Radio)
              F#7
He can't watch the news nowadays (Nowadays)
               F#              B7
Oh, I just pray that he don't crash, keep his pistol on the dash
         F#7
He gotta keep the faith


♫ Refrain:

She's pickin' up good vibrations
            Bm  F#
He's lookin' for sweet sensations


♫ Chorus:

Ladies? (Yeah)
N.C.                  B7
Fuck it, we shakin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
  F#7             Em
We swimmin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
      B         A7
We jerkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
       F#m7
We twerkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
     Em    F#7
You wanna touch it, don't you? (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
       C#6
Come get this genie in a bottle (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Gmaj7
Come rub it, won't you? (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
 F#6
I pop it (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
I walk it like I talk it (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
I got your spurs sparkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
F#
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, oh


♫ Post-Chorus:

F#
Let loose
Do what you do, baby, Good God


♫ Verse 2:

    F#m                Em
I don't wanna hear no ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
         F#7
I got you daydreamin'
Put your lips on my lips
  Em6
And strum me like a guitar
F#m7         E6           F#maj7
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, you got me movin', boy
            E           F#m7
You got me ooh-in', you might know what you're doin' (Ooh-ooh)
Put them babies to bed (Oh-oh)
  Gmaj7     F#
We sweat out the sheets (Oh)
        Em              F#
Got you up all night and now you don't wanna leave
   E         F#m7b5
I can soothe your pain, yeah
                  C#m7b5/B F#maj7
When I'm long gone, you'll call my name
yeah
         E   Bm6 Am7b5/G
World of Wind got you insa- ane, yeah
          F#7
It's givin' me the faith


♫ Refrain:

             Gaug
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Ooh)
             F#maj7
He's givin' me sweet sensations (Oh)


♫ Bridge:

Emaj7      F#m
B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya (Get down)
        B7
We gon' bust it down (Ya-ya)
   F#maj7
From Texas (From Texas)
  E6
To Gary (To Gary)
      F#       F#m7b5/E
All the way down to New York City (New York City)
     F#maj7
Give me a kiss        B6
Big daddy, you so pretty (So pretty)


♫ Verse 3:

     F#m7
Got these slugs in my mouth, when I die, don't take 'em out
                   E6            B/F#
(Got these slugs in my mouth, when I die, don't take 'em out) Ooh
                     Bm7       Bmaj7
Baby, if you ain't got no grits, get the fuck up out the South
       F#m7         E6       F#7
(If you ain't got no grits, get the fuck up out the South) Mmh
                  Bmaj7
Life is comin' at me fast, keep my Bible on the dash
  F#m           E          F#m6
His pistol in my seat, just in case I gotta blast
I just wanna shake my ass (Have a blast), ooh
 Emaj7   Am          F#   F#m7b5/E Bmaj7 F#
I just wanna shake my ass (Have a blast), ooh (We vibratin')
               F#m
And lover boy, you're so fine
 B7            F#maj7
Ooh, you got me losin' my mind
    F#m7
But you gotta keep the faith

F#m7


♫ Outro:

       Cmaj7
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
     F#m7
We gotta keep the faith

Em F#m B F#
  F#7
Ah, vote
 C#m7b5/B F#m7
Ah
oh, woah-oh