Song parody of
Yabba Dabba Doo
by Blackboy Infinity
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the Yabba Dabba Doo song by Blackboy Infinity.
Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!
Please leave a message after the tone
Fuck the peace, I don't want your apology
I just want some brain, PhD in psychology
Haha
I'm forgiveless, why the fuck would you lie to me
Sorry, don't do much for me
If it don't come with some broccoli
Like, here's advice, tell the broke boy, dead it
Rich people don't say sorry,
That's why broke boys said it
True
Got a kink for trying me, like an audacity fetish
You all sorry, no solution, I can never respect
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
I don't want nobody acting like they feeling me
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
I don't want nobody acting like they feeling me
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me, give me, money, dollar-dollar, please
I don't, I don't, want your fake apologies
You ain't, you ain't, sorry, cause you wanna be
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Sendin' me sorries from a 4-page letter
No aaliyah, try again, show me proof you'll be better
I need some tangibles like ice and more cheddar
I need more dividends to book a round trip to Havana
Havana, na-na, don't even bother
Gettin' real comfortable again, so I clean up your na-na
You want me to take you serious, when you ain't tryin' harder
Sorry will not make any sense unless you give me dollars
I got an appetite you cannot satisfy
By trying to pacify, my feelings for
the sake of your sorries and shitty alibis
But if you specialize in knowing how to keep my special eyes
On the prize, I'm an open book if you read between the lines
You gotta
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
I don't want nobody acting like they feeling me
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
I don't want nobody acting like they feeling me
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me, give me, money, dollar-dollar, please
I don't, I don't, want your fake apologies
You ain't, you ain't, sorry, cause you wanna be
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
It ain't a ocean prom dinner
It ain't an eigth of weed
It ain't no
It ain't no head, it ain't no money
It's just sorry, sorry, sorry
The fuck am I going to do with that
Please leave a message after the tone
Fuck the peace, I don't want your apology
I just want some brain, PhD in psychology
Haha
I'm forgiveless, why the fuck would you lie to me
Sorry, don't do much for me
If it don't come with some broccoli
Like, here's advice, tell the broke boy, dead it
Rich people don't say sorry,
That's why broke boys said it
True
Got a kink for trying me, like an audacity fetish
You all sorry, no solution, I can never respect
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
I don't want nobody acting like they feeling me
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
I don't want nobody acting like they feeling me
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me, give me, money, dollar-dollar, please
I don't, I don't, want your fake apologies
You ain't, you ain't, sorry, cause you wanna be
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Sendin' me sorries from a 4-page letter
No aaliyah, try again, show me proof you'll be better
I need some tangibles like ice and more cheddar
I need more dividends to book a round trip to Havana
Havana, na-na, don't even bother
Gettin' real comfortable again, so I clean up your na-na
You want me to take you serious, when you ain't tryin' harder
Sorry will not make any sense unless you give me dollars
I got an appetite you cannot satisfy
By trying to pacify, my feelings for
the sake of your sorries and shitty alibis
But if you specialize in knowing how to keep my special eyes
On the prize, I'm an open book if you read between the lines
You gotta
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
I don't want nobody acting like they feeling me
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
I don't want nobody acting like they feeling me
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me, give me, money, dollar-dollar, please
I don't, I don't, want your fake apologies
You ain't, you ain't, sorry, cause you wanna be
What they wanna do, they're gonna yabba-dabba-do
Give me money, I don't want your fake apologies
You ain't sorry if they had to force it out of you
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
It ain't a ocean prom dinner
It ain't an eigth of weed
It ain't no
It ain't no head, it ain't no money
It's just sorry, sorry, sorry
The fuck am I going to do with that
