Kunci Gitar Beyoncé - YA YA

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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===
   --------------

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..

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