yoga (feat. Rebecca Black)歌詞

作詞 : Alex Gumuchian/Rebecca Black
作曲 : Alex Gumuchian/Rebecca Black/Christian Dold
Do a little yoga, do a little dance
Baby come over, leave your mans
Straight to the sofa, bad romance
Baby can’t wife, ain’t no chance (Uh huh)
Ain’t no chance, yeah there ain’t no chance (Uh huh)
Got about a 100 bands in fresh pants (Uh huh)
Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh huh)
Labels tryna buy me, pshhh no chance!
(Uh) Why the hell I buy her sh!t? I don’t know
Let her spend the money, get my expense up
She wanna be a Barbie girl, I’m a Kenda’
Fly to the future, we can go on a benda’
Up all night, getting lucky yeah you bet-cha
2 Hondas and a Tesla, extra
Up on a Friday, that’s the agenda
B!tch we getting down like Rebecca
F!ck Spirit
I ride G FO
Dumb lyrics
I’m dumb rich though
You a critic?
I’m Fantano
Sh!t a couple hits out, b!tch no pepto
Only got one ball, but my arm strong
Take a flight, yeah quick down to Hong Kong
Made that money wide, now that sh!t long
I’m always right, ain’t no chance I’m wrong
Do a little yoga, do a little dance
Baby come over, leave your mans
Straight to the sofa, bad romance
Baby can’t wife, ain’t no chance (Uh huh)
Ain’t no chance, yeah there ain’t no chance (Uh huh)
Got about a 100 bands in fresh pants (Uh huh)
Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh huh)
Labels tryna buy me, pshhh no chance!
Come on over baby and I’ll show you how I get down
It’ll be your lil secret you don’t have talk about
So close the door, yea
Meet me down on the floor
She got me screaming, uh
Britney give me more
Never thought we’d end up like this
From the backseat to back of my crib
If you’re nervous put your hands on my hips
Yeah that’s nice
Only got one ball but my arm strong
Take a flight, yeah quick down to Hong Kong
Made that money wide, now that sh!t long
I’m always right, ain’t no chance I’m wrong
Do a little yoga, do a little dance
Baby come over, leave your mans
Straight to the sofa, bad romance
Baby can’t wife, ain’t no chance (Uh huh)
Ain’t no chance, yeah there ain’t no chance (Uh huh)
Got about a 100 bands in fresh pants (Uh huh)
Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh huh)
Labels tryna buy me, pshhh no chance! (Uh huh)
Yeah there ain’t no chance (Ain’t no chance)
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
Yeah there ain’t no chance, b!tch
Yeah there ain’t no chance (Uh huh)
Yeah there ain’t no chance (Uh huh)
Ain’t no chance, yeah there ain’t no chance b!tch
Yeah there ain’t no chance
There ain’t no chance you ain’t gon’ listen to this sh!t, b!tch
Skrrt it’s on the radio and I’m still swearing, the f!ck haha