Karaoké Ya Ya Beyoncé

Hello girls

Hello fellas

Those petty ones can't fuck with me 'cos I'm a clever girl

We snappin'

Pretty please

Toms please

We wanna welcome you to the Beyoncé Cowboy

Carter Act Two

Ah

And a rodeo chitlin circuit

We gon' make it do what it do

Ya ya

Put them hands together

We clappin'

We drummin'

Oh

Ya ya ya

Oh

Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya

Ya ya ya ya

My family live and died in America

Hm

Good ol' USA

Whole lotta red in that white and blue huh

History can't be erased

You lookin' for a new America

Are you tired

Workin' time and a half for half the pay

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

Shit

So hold this holster

Pour mo' liquor please

Hard workin' man ain't got no money in the bank huh

Turn up the vinyl and the radio

He can't watch the news nowadays

Ho

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

Fuck 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 baby

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

We sweat out the sheets

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

He's givin' me sweet sensations

We gon' bust it down

From Texas to Gary

All the way down to New York City

Give me a kiss

Big daddy you so pretty

So pretty

Got these slugs in my mouth when I die don't take 'em out

Oh ooh ooh

Baby if you ain't got no grits get the fuck up out the South

Mmh mmh 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

Ooh

I just wanna shake my ass

Ooh

We vibratin'

And lover boy

You're so fine

Ooh you got me losin' my mind

But you gotta keep the faith

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

We gotta keep the faith

Aah no

Ooh woah wooh oh oh