Bbno$, Rebecca Black - ​yoga lyrics

And I just woke up
4 AM and this girl's already texting me
What the fuck, bruh? Here we go

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 too fance (Uh, huh)
Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance

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 Ken, duh
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 hit's out, bitch, 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 shit long
I'm always right, ain't no chance I'm wrong

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 too fance (Uh, huh)
Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Come on over, baby
And I'll show you how I get down
It'll be your little secret you
Don't have to 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 back seat to the back of my crib
If you're nervous, put your hand on my hips
Yeah, that's nice, I–, oh

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)

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 too fance (Uh, huh)
Labels tryna buy me, psh, no chance (Uh, huh)

Yeah, yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh, huh)
(Ain't no chance)
Uh, yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh, huh)
(Ain't no chance, ain't no chance)
Yeah, there ain't no chance (Uh, huh)
(Ain't no chance, ain't no chance)
Ain't no chance, yeah, there ain't no chance
(Uh)
Yeah, there ain't no chance, bitch (Uh, huh)
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, ha ha