bbno$ – Yoga Chords (Rebecca Black)

Am7     
CM7     
Em7     

IntroAm7......CM7......Em7....
Am7......CM7......Em7....ChorusAm7Do a little yoga, do a little dance
CM7Baby come over, leave your mans
SEm7traight to the sofa, bad romance
Baby can't wife, ain't no chance
Am7Ain't no chance, yeah there ain't no chance
CM7Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants
Em7Always eat leftovers, not to fance
Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance

VerseAm7...(Uh) Why the hell I buy her ****? I CM7don't know
Let her spend the money, get my expEm7ense up
She wanna be a Barbie girl, I'm a Kenda'
Fly to the future, we can go on a beAm7nda'
Up all night, getting lucky yeah you CM7bet-cha
Two Hondas and a TEm7esla, extra
Up on a Friday, that's the agenda
*****, we getting down like ReAm7becca
**** Spirit, I rideCM7 G FO
Dumb lyrics, I'm dumb rEm7ich though
You a critic? I'm Fantano
Shit a couple hits out, *****, no PAm7eptoPre-ChorusAm7Only got one ball, but my arm sCM7trong
Take a flight, yeah, quick down to Hong Kong
Em7Made that money wide, now that **** long
I'm always right, ain't no chance I'm wrong ChorusAm7Do a little yoga, do a little dance
CM7Baby come over, leave your mans
Em7Straight to the sofa, bad romance
Baby can't wife, ain't no chance
Am7Ain't no chance, yeah there ain't no chance
CM7Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants
Em7Always eat leftovers, not to fance
Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chanceVerseAm7...Come on over, baby, and CM7I'll show you how I get dEm7own
It'll be your lil' secret, you don't have talk abAm7out
So close the dCM7oor, yeah, meet me down on the fEm7loor
She got me screaming, uh, Britney give me mAm7ore
Never thought we'd end up like CM7this
From the backseat to back of my cEm7rib
If you're nervous put your hands on my hips
Yeah, that's nicePre-ChorusAm7Only got one ball, but my arm sCM7trong
Take a flight, yeah, quick down to Hong Kong
Em7Made that money wide, now that **** long
I'm always right, ain't no chance I'm wrongChorusAm7Do a little yoga, do a little dance
CM7Baby come over, leave your mans
Em7Straight to the sofa, bad romance
Baby can't wife, ain't no chance
Am7Ain't no chance, yeah there ain't no chance
CM7Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants
Em7Always eat leftovers, not to fance
Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chanceOutroAm7...Yeah, there ain't no cCM7hance (Ain't no chance)
Yeah, there ain't no chEm7ance (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...Yeah, there ain't no chance, *CM7****
Yeah, there ain't no cEm7hance (Uh-huh)
Yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh-huh)
Ain't no chance, yeah, there ain't no chance, *Am7****..CM7.....Em7....