作词 : Alex Gumuchian/Rebecca Black

作曲 : Alex Gumuchian/Rebecca Black/Christian Dold

Do a little yoga, do a little dance

Baby come over, leave your mans

Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby can’t wife, ain’t no chance (Uh huh)

Ain’t no chance, yeah there ain’t no chance (Uh huh)

Got about a 100 bands in fresh pants (Uh huh)

Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh huh)

Labels tryna buy me, pshhh no chance!

(Uh) Why the hell I buy her sh!t? I don’t know

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 benda’

Up all night, getting lucky yeah you bet-cha

2 Hondas and a Tesla, extra

Up on a Friday, that’s the agenda

B!tch we getting down like Rebecca

F!ck Spirit

I ride G FO

Dumb lyrics

I’m dumb rich though

You a critic?

I’m Fantano

Sh!t a couple hits out, b!tch 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 sh!t long

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

Do a little yoga, do a little dance

Baby come over, leave your mans

Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby can’t wife, ain’t no chance (Uh huh)

Ain’t no chance, yeah there ain’t no chance (Uh huh)

Got about a 100 bands in fresh pants (Uh huh)

Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh huh)

Labels tryna buy me, pshhh no chance!

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

It’ll be your lil secret you don’t have talk about

So close the door, yea

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 back of my crib

If you’re nervous put your hands on my hips

Yeah that’s nice

Only got one ball but my arm strong

Take a flight, yeah quick down to Hong Kong

Made that money wide, now that sh!t long

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

Do a little yoga, do a little dance

Baby come over, leave your mans

Straight to the sofa, bad romance

Baby can’t wife, ain’t no chance (Uh huh)

Ain’t no chance, yeah there ain’t no chance (Uh huh)

Got about a 100 bands in fresh pants (Uh huh)

Always eat leftovers, not to fance (Uh huh)

Labels tryna buy me, pshhh no chance! (Uh huh)

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, b!tch

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 b!tch

Yeah there ain’t no chance

There ain’t no chance you ain’t gon’ listen to this sh!t, b!tch

Skrrt it’s on the radio and I’m still swearing, the f!ck hah