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YA YA (Explicit) - Beyoncé
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Hello girls
Hello Beyoncé
Hello fellas
You're pretty swell
Those petty ones can't **** with me
Why
'Cause I'm a clever girl we snappin'
Pretty please
Toms please
We wanna welcome you
To the Beyoncé "Cowboy Carter: Act II" ah
And a rodeo chitlin circuit
We gon' make it do what it do ya-ya
Put them hands together
We clappin'
We drummin'
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Oh oh ya-ya-ya
Oh ya-ya-ya-ya-ya ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Oh ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya-ya-ya
Oh ya
Ya-ya
B-E-Y-I-N-C-E yeah
My family lived and died in America hm
Good ole USA
****
Whole lotta red in that white and blue huh
History can't be erased oh-oh
Are you lookin' for a new America
America
Are you tired
Workin' time and a half for half the pay
Half the pay oh-oh
I just pray that we don't crash
Keep my Bible on the dash we gotta keep the faith
Wildfire burnt his house down
Insurance ain't gon' pay no Fannie Mae ****
So hold this holster pour more liquor please
Hard workin' man ain't got no money in the bank
Huh the ya-ya
Turn up the vinyl and the radio
Radio
He can't watch the news nowadays
Nowadays
Oh I just pray that he don't crash
Keep his pistol on the dash he gotta keep the faith
She's pickin' up good vibrations
He's lookin' for sweet sensations
Ladies
Yeah
**** it
We shakin'
We swimmin'
We jerkin'
We twerkin'
You wanna touch it don't you
Come get this genie in a bottle
Come rub it won't you
I pop it
I walk it like I talk it
I got your spurs sparkin'
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya oh
Let loose
Do what you do babe Good God
I don't wanna hear no
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
I got you daydreamin'
Put your lips on my lips
And strum me like a guitar
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
You got me movin' boy you got me ooh-in'
You might know what you're doin'
Put them babies to bed
Oh-oh
We sweat out the sheets
Oh
Got you up all night and now
You don't wanna leave
I can soothe your pain yeah
When I'm long gone you'll call my name yeah
World of Wind got you insane yeah
It's givin' me the faith
I'm pickin' up good vibrations ooh
He's givin' me sweet sensations oh
B-E-Y-I-N-C-E ah
We gon' bust it down
From Texas
To Gary
All the way down to New York City
New York City
Give me a kiss
Big daddy you so pretty
So pretty
Got these slugs in my mouth
When I'm done I'll take 'em out
Baby if you ain't got no grits
Get the **** up out the South
If you ain't got no grits
Life is comin' at me fast
Keep my Bible on the dash
Keep this pistol in my seat
Just in case I gotta blast
I just wanna shake my a*s
Have a blast
We vibratin' and lover boy you're so fine
Oh you got me losin' my mind
But you I gotta keep the faith
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
We gotta keep the faith
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Oh go