YA YA lyrics

by

Arlo Parks


[Intro]
Hello, girls (Hello, Beyoncé)
Hello, fellas (You're pretty swell)
Those petty ones can't f*ck 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

[Chorus]
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 (Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Ya-ya-ya-ya (Oh, ya)
(Ya-ya) B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya

[Verse 1]
My family live and died in America, hm
Good ol' USA, sh*t (Good ol' USA)
Whole lotta red in that white and blue, huh
History can't be erased, ooh
You lookin' for a new America? (America)
Are you tired, workin' time and a half for half the pay? (Woo-hoo)
Ya-ya (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, sh*t
So hold this holster, pour mo' 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
[Refrain]
She's pickin' up good vibrations
He's lookin' for sweet sensations

[Chorus]
Ladies? (Yeah?)
f*ck it, we shakin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
We swimmin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
We j*rkin'(Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
We twerkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
You wanna touch it, don't you? (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Come get this genie in a bottle (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Come rub it, won't you? (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
I pop it (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
I walk it like I talk it (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
I got your spurs sparkin' (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, oh

[Post-Chorus]
Let loose
Do what you do, baby, Good God

[Verse 2]
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' (Ooh-ooh)
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
[Refrain]
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Ooh)
He's givin' me sweet sensations (Oh)

[Bridge]
B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya (Get down)
We gon' bust it down (Ya-ya)
From Texas (From Texas)
To Gary (To Gary)
All the way down to New York City (New York City)
Give me a kiss
Big daddy, you so pretty (So pretty)

[Verse 3]
Got these slugs in my mouth, when I die, don't take 'em out
(Got these slugs in my mouth, when I die, don't take 'em out) Ooh
Baby, if you ain't got no grits, get the f*ck up out the South
(If you ain't got no grits, get the f*ck up out the South) Mmh
Life is comin' at me fast, keep my Bible on the dash
His pistol in my seat, just in case I gotta blast
I just wanna shake my ass (Have a blast), ooh
I just wanna shake my ass (Have a blast), ooh (We vibratin')
And lover boy, you're so fine
Ooh, you got me losin' my mind
But you gotta keep the faith
[Outro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
We gotta keep the faith
Ah, vote
Ah, oh, woah-oh
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