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​bbno$ ft. Rebecca Black - ​yoga Lyrics

 ​bbno$ - ​yoga Lyrics

[Intro: bbno$]

And I just woke up

4 AM and this girl's already texting me

What the fuck, bruh?

Here we go


[Chorus: ​bbno$]

Do a little yoga, do a little dance

Baby, come over, leave yo' mans

Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby, can't wife her, ain't no chance (Uh-huh)

(Ain't no chance) Yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh-huh)

Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants (Uh-huh)

Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh-huh)

Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance


[Verse 1: ​bbno$]

Uh, why the hell I buy her shit? I don't know, uh

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 bender

Up all night, getting lucky, yeah, you betcha

Etch up two Hondas and a Tesla, extra

Up on a Friday, that's the agenda

Bitch, we getting down like Rebecca

Fuck Spirit, I ride G FO

Dumb lyrics, I'm dumb rich, though

You a critic? I'm Fantano

Shit a couple hits out, bitch, no Pepto


[Pre-Chorus: ​bbno$]

Only got one ball, but my arm strong

Take a flight, yeah, quick down to Hong Kong

Made that money wide, now that shit long

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


[Chorus: ​bbno$]

Do a little yoga, do a little dance

Baby, come over, leave yo' mans

Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby, can't wife her, ain't no chance (Uh-huh)

(Ain't no chance) Yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh-huh)

Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants (Oh, oh-oh-oh, uh-huh)

Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh-huh)

Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance (Oh, oh, oh, oh)


[Verse 2: Rebecca Black]

Come on over, baby, and I'll show you how I get down

It'll be your little secret you don't have talk about

So close the door, yeah, 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 the back of my crib

If you're nervous put your hand on my hips

Yeah, that's nice, I–, oh


[Pre-Chorus: ​bbno$]

Only got one ball, but my arm strong

Take a flight, yeah, quick down to Hong Kong

Made that money wide, now that shit long

I'm always right, ain't no chance I'm wrong (Oh)


[Chorus: ​bbno$, with Rebecca Black]

Do a little yoga, do a little dance

Baby, come over, leave yo' mans

Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby, can't wife her, ain't no chance (Uh-huh)

(Ain't no chance) Yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh-huh)

Got about a hundred bands in fresh pants (Uh-huh)

Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh-huh)

Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance


[Outro: bbno$ & Rebecca Black]

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, bitch

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, bitch

Yeah, there ain't no chance

There ain't no chance you ain't gon' listen to this shit, bitch

Skrrt, it's on the radio and I'm still swearing, the fuck, haha

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