Beyoncé - YA YA

Capo ♪ fret 4

Intro : D..

D
hello, girls.. (hello, beyoncé)
D
hello, fellas.. (you’re pretty swell)
D
those petty ones can’t fuck with me (why?)
cause i’m a clever girl..

D
we snappin’ (pretty please)
D
toms, please..
we wanna welcome you
to the beyoncé cowboy carter : act II, ah
D
and a rodeo chitlin circuit
we gon’ make it do what it do, ya ya
put them hands together

D
we clappin’, we drummin’
D
(ya ya yayaya yaya ya yayaya)
C D
ooh.. oh yayaya
(oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
C D C
ooh.. yayayaya yayayaya yaya
(oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
D
yayayaya.. (yaya)
C
b-e-y-i-n-c-e, ya

Int. D C D

C D
my family lived and died in america.. hm
C D
good ole usa.. (good ole usa) shit
C D
whole lotta red in that white and blue.. huh
C D
history can’t be erased.. uuuh..

C D
are you lookin’ for a new america..? (america)
C
are you tired, workin’ time
D C
and a half for half the pay..? yaya
(half the pay, uhuh)
D
i just pray that we don’t crash,
C
keep my bible on the dash..
D C
we gotta keep the faith..

D
wildfire burnt his house down..
C D
insurance ain’t gon’ pay no fannie mae.. shit
C D
so hold this holster, pour mo’ liquor, please..
C D
hard workin’ man ain’t got no money in the bank
C
huh, the yaya

D
turn up the vinyl and the radio.. (radio)
C D
he can’t watch the news nowadays.. (nowadays)
C D
ouh.. i just pray that he don’t crash..
C
keep his pistol on the dash..
(D)
he gotta keep the faith..

D
she’s pickin’ up good vibrations..
D
he’s lookin’ for sweet sensations..

D
ladies? (yeah?) fuck it, we shakin’
D C
(ya ya yayaya yaya ya yayaya)
D C
we swimmin’ (oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
G C
we jerkin’ (oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
D
we twerkin’ (oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
C
you wanna touch it, don’t you? (oh ya yayayaya)
A
come get this genie in a bottle (yaya yayayaya)
G
come rub it, won’t you? (oh ya yayayaya)
i pop it (yaya yayayaya)
D
i walk it like i talk it
C
i got your spurs sparkin’
D
yayayayaya ooh..

D
let loose..
D
do what you do baby.. good God
D C
i don’t wanna hear no yayayayayayayaya
D
i got you daydreamin’
put your lips on my lips
C
and strum me like a guitar
D C D
lalalalalalalala, you got me movin’ boy
you got me uh in’,
C
you might know what you’re doin’.. (uuuh)

D C
put them babies to bed.. (uuh)
D
we sweat out the sheets.. (uuh)
C
got you up all night
D
and now you don’t wanna leave..

C D
i can soothe your pain.. yeah..
C D
when i’m long gone you’ll call my name.. yeah..
C
world of wind got you insane.. yeah..
(D
it’s givin’ me the faith..

D
i’m pickin’ up good vibrations.. uuuh..
D
he’s givin’ me sweet sensations.. oooh..

D C
b-e-y-i-n-c-e, ya
D C
we gon’ bust it down..
D C
from texas (from texas) to gary (to gary)
D C
all the way down.. to new york city..
(new york city)
D
give me a kiss
C
big daddy, you so pretty.. (so pretty)

D
got these slugs in my mouth,
C
when i’m done, i’ll take ’em out
D
(got these slugs in my mouth,
C
when i’m done, i’ll take ’em out)
D
baby, if you ain’t got no grits,
C
get the fuck up out the south
D
(if you ain’t got no grits,
C
get the fuck up out the south)

D
life is comin’ at me fast,
C
keep my bible on the dash..
D
this pistol in my seat
C
just in case i gotta blast..
D
i just wanna shake my ass.. (have a blast)
uuuh..

D C D
i just wanna shake my ass.. (have a blast)
C
uuuh.. we vibratin’
D C D C
and lover boy, you’re so fine.. uh..
D
you got me losin’ my mind..
(D)
but you, i gotta keep the faith..

Outro : D C D C D C
o.. oo oooo oooh..
D C D
we gotta keep the faith..
D C D C D C
ah.. vote! ah.. oouh.. woah..

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===ORIGINAL CHORD===
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Intro : F#..

F#
hello, girls.. (hello, beyoncé)
F#
hello, fellas.. (you’re pretty swell)
F#
those petty ones can’t fuck with me (why?)
cause i’m a clever girl..

F#
we snappin’ (pretty please)
F#
toms, please..
we wanna welcome you
to the beyoncé cowboy carter : act II, ah
F#
and a rodeo chitlin circuit
we gon’ make it do what it do, ya ya
put them hands together

F#
we clappin’, we drummin’
F#
(ya ya yayaya yaya ya yayaya)
E F#
ooh.. oh yayaya
(oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
E F# E
ooh.. yayayaya yayayaya yaya
(oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
F#
yayayaya.. (yaya)
E
b-e-y-i-n-c-e, ya

Int. F# E F#

E F#
my family lived and died in america.. hm
E F#
good ole usa.. (good ole usa) shit
E F#
whole lotta red in that white and blue.. huh
E F#
history can’t be erased.. uuuh..

E F#
are you lookin’ for a new america..? (america)
E
are you tired, workin’ time
F# E
and a half for half the pay..? yaya
(half the pay, uhuh)
F#
i just pray that we don’t crash,
E
keep my bible on the dash..
F# E
we gotta keep the faith..

F#
wildfire burnt his house down..
E F#
insurance ain’t gon’ pay no fannie mae.. shit
E F#
so hold this holster, pour mo’ liquor, please..
E F#
hard workin’ man ain’t got no money in the bank
E
huh, the yaya

F#
turn up the vinyl and the radio.. (radio)
E F#
he can’t watch the news nowadays.. (nowadays)
E F#
ouh.. i just pray that he don’t crash..
E
keep his pistol on the dash..
(F#)
he gotta keep the faith..

F#
she’s pickin’ up good vibrations..
F#
he’s lookin’ for sweet sensations..

F#
ladies? (yeah?) fuck it, we shakin’
F# E
(ya ya yayaya yaya ya yayaya)
F# E
we swimmin’ (oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
B E
we jerkin’ (oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
F#
we twerkin’ (oh ya yayayaya yaya yayayaya)
E
you wanna touch it, don’t you? (oh ya yayayaya)
C#
come get this genie in a bottle (yaya yayayaya)
B
come rub it, won’t you? (oh ya yayayaya)
i pop it (yaya yayayaya)
F#
i walk it like i talk it
E
i got your spurs sparkin’
F#
yayayayaya ooh..

F#
let loose..
F#
do what you do baby.. good God
F# E
i don’t wanna hear no yayayayayayayaya
F#
i got you daydreamin’
put your lips on my lips
E
and strum me like a guitar
F# E F#
lalalalalalalala, you got me movin’ boy
you got me uh in’,
E
you might know what you’re doin’.. (uuuh)

F# E
put them babies to bed.. (uuh)
F#
we sweat out the sheets.. (uuh)
E
got you up all night
F#
and now you don’t wanna leave..

E F#
i can soothe your pain.. yeah..
E F#
when i’m long gone you’ll call my name.. yeah..
E
world of wind got you insane.. yeah..
(F#)
it’s givin’ me the faith..

F#
i’m pickin’ up good vibrations.. uuuh..
F#
he’s givin’ me sweet sensations.. oooh..

F# E
b-e-y-i-n-c-e, ya
F# E
we gon’ bust it down..
F# E
from texas (from texas) to gary (to gary)
F# E
all the way down.. to new york city..
(new york city)
F#
give me a kiss
E
big daddy, you so pretty.. (so pretty)

F#
got these slugs in my mouth,
E
when i’m done, i’ll take ’em out
F#
(got these slugs in my mouth,
E
when i’m done, i’ll take ’em out)
F#
baby, if you ain’t got no grits,
E
get the fuck up out the south
F#
(if you ain’t got no grits,
E
get the fuck up out the south)

F#
life is comin’ at me fast,
E
keep my bible on the dash..
F#
this pistol in my seat
E
just in case i gotta blast..
F#
i just wanna shake my ass.. (have a blast)
uuuh..

F# E F#
i just wanna shake my ass.. (have a blast)
E
uuuh.. we vibratin’
F# E F# E
and lover boy, you’re so fine.. uh..
F#
you got me losin’ my mind..
(F#)
but you, i gotta keep the faith..

Outro : F# E F# E F# E
o.. oo oooo oooh..
F# E F#
we gotta keep the faith..
F# E F# E F# E
ah.. vote! ah.. oouh.. woah..