HURRICANE CHRIS LYRICS - A Bay Bay

"A Bay Bay"



[Intro]

Dis baby dream everybody say A Bay Bay



[Hurricane Chris]

A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay [4x]



[Chorus]

You wanna know what we say in da club (A Bay Bay)

White folks, gangstas, and the thugs (A Bay Bay)

Stuntin with a stacks of dem dubs (A Bay Bay)

Ridin in the lac' with a mug (A Bay Bay)



Im in da club hollerin

A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay [2x]

Im in da club hollerin



[Verse 1: Hurrican Chris]

Now when I holla A Bay Bay,

Im finna get my groove on

Its so hot up in da club

That i aint got no shoes on

Holdin up a big stack of dem honeys

In a rubberband

So dont ask me for no cash

Cause im not that other man

Everybody trippin cause im limpin when im walkin

And im pimpin when im talkin

I dont trick 'em when im talkin

Them boys in the back

They be rollin up they dopey

And they blow until choke

And thats what got his got his game flossin

Wen i see a bad chick im hollerin out A Bay Bay

Hope ya'll aint with your boyfriend

Cuz i dont care what they say

And i dont care what he say, or she say

Im in the DJ both takin pics. with the DJ

You wanna know what we say

When the clubs get crunk (wat) A Bay Bay

Let it play thats my song turn it up (ok)

You wanna know what we say

When the clubs get crunk (wat) A Bay Bay

Let it play thats my song turn it up



[Chorus]



[Verse 2: Hurricane Chris]

Now if you lookin for me baby

You can find me bangin in the chevy

Candy painted swangin 90

Big cars creep with my people right behind me

I showed 'em my chain

And now she hollerin where you findin me

Show my mouth piece to them freaks

Now they hirin me

Oh u gotta fire dem well i hope you aint tryin me

Throw the car in park then i reach under my seat

Hop out with my hand under my shirt

Thats where that 9 be

Youngin tryna chirp me

She tryna see where i be

You goin to let me get in your mouth

Well thats where ima be

Unpop trunk with lights

Thats where the chopper be

Straight to the hotel

All the baddest chicks followin me

I know you like my style

I aint trippin im just tryna see

Gurl is you drunk

Well tell me why you leanin on me

And if you thankin ima stunt you trippin

I pulled up in an expedition with the roof missin



[Chorus]



[Verse 3: Hurricane Chris]

A Bay Bay let it play thats my song turn it up

Im in the club hot, crunk, sweatin, burnin up

Im bouncin thru the crowd

Buckin, and hollerin wass up

When i done fell out on the dance floor

And now i cant get up

J's on ya feet but you cant get ease

Loui vaton brown, white, and yellow trick please

I go to Saint Louis and let my chain hang low

Conary yellow diamonds mixed with rows gold

I shine real bright in the light cause im a star

8 shots of patron now im standin on the bar

Tried to get drunk as a skunk

And put the keys in the wrong car

Prolly got drunk as a skunk

And put the keys in the wrong car



[Chorus]



A Bay Bay let it play thats my song turn it up

[10x]