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, ☠☠☠☠☠☠☠