| Party at the beach down in Copacabana
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| Sipping ??, got my black yoga pants on
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| Me and Brittany, we’ve been down in Atlanta
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| Sweating in the club, call me Dirty Diana
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| Flexing like a yogi, drop it down with your hands up
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| Do a handstand, bend it back, put your legs up
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| I ain’t got no worries, I’m my own private dancer
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| My own private dancer
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| I wanna last, wanna last forever
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| I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
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| I wanna last, wanna last forever
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| I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
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| Baby bend over, baby bend over
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| Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
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| Baby bend over, baby bend over
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| Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
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| Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder
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| I’m too much a rebel, never do what I’m supposed ta
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| Bend it never break it, baby watch and I’ma show ya
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| Stretching on my cash, got my money doing yoga
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| Sometimes I’m peachy, and sometimes I’m vulgar
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| Even when I’m sleeping I got one eye open
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| You cannot police me, so get off my areola
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| Get off my areola
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| I said yoga, she did that yoga
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| Looking for my loafers, man I woke up in a toga
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| She love my collar on like she my owner
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| So when she downward dog I jump up on her
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| I lo-lo-love the way you bend it, oh Lord I’d love to break you in
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| Oh Lord I’d stretch you out and in, oh Lord now you should tell a friend
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| Oh Lord I pray, I pray that young girl come on over
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| And let they bum-bum do that yoga |