Yaya songs

Oh Yaya, its your birthday
Not gonna party like its your birthday
Not gonna get a card-y on yer birthday
Cos we don't give a fuck about your birthday

He wants out the club, had a fuckin blub
Said its not about money he just wanted a hug
He's the big daft monster that we all used to love
Now he's just a ****...
 
Yaya's fucking magic
He needs a birthday cake
All it takes is a phone call
To our loaded Sheik

He could have asked for money
A car or a new house
But now he's gone all soppy
Is he fucking scouse?
 
This is how it feels to be yaya
This is how it feels to get naf all
This is how it feels when sheik gets you nothing at all
Nothing at all!
 
Yaya Toure,
Yaya Toure,
Feed him cake and he will score,
Feed him cake and he will score.
 

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