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Hurricane Chris » A Bay Bay (The Ratchet Remix)
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	Im in tha club hollerin A bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay Im in tha club hollerin (The Game:) You can find me in tha a bay bay Buckin full of cry-stale V.I.Ped up Goin hard in body tap where they throw that cheeze up I been about my paper niggas know about my stack You don't like that dirty money send yo girl to wipe me down Million dollars on my neck and wrist shine for a mile She wanna see it up close then she gotta walk it out Im tha king of this rap shit what the fuck they talkin bout Niggas cant sell records so they blame it on tha South I be all through Shreve-port Louisiana ballin Like who the fuck said ain't no choppers in New Orleans My rims so clean they spinnin like a world-wind Pull up at the club bitches textin they girlfriends They know who I is they know who I am I be flyin through the south in that burgundy land Pull up at the light my shit so bright She want my number shit call me tonight Pick up the phone like (Hurricane Chris:) Well it's the H to tha U double R I C-A-N to tha E Get em up, Get em up, Get em up like A bay bay thats what we say when we pull up in them trucks Tell my label to cut the check ima gone spend it up On the bentley painted yellow like a baby school bus 26's make em stop when I pull up And my pants sag low like I was rockin a pull-up When I stop and I pull up ima be already full of Vodka I keep that in my cup a bay bay on make me bussa And if you try to take my chain ima snatch yo face off I got diamonds in my ear the same size as baseballs Where they at they lost I don't thank they on my level Lil mama thank ima bite her with this alligator sweater A bay bay was just the beginning I'm finna run tha game Whoever feel different can holla at Hurricane Wanna be talkin but heavy itenary break up yo chest if you runnin yo mouth And every since I dropped that a bay bay I been runnin the South Im in tha club hollerin A bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay Im in tha club hollerin (Lil Boosie:) A bay bay it's Lil Boosie This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie Holla a bay bay One eighty seve(n)'m two eleve(n)'m on my side of town E'erbody ridin 'round A bay bay fuck naw Rubberbands round cash I'm makin cake A bay bay what we gone eat today I want me some steak Paint the caddy candy green hay bay bay Anybody try to hate they gone feel that In Baton Rouge keep a big bitch attitude real rude L.I.G I'm real cool don't thank that I'm a lil dude Beef's to me like bar-b-que it's nothing at all Thought that ratchet was a fool a bay bay goin off (Baby - Birdman:) Say that red hat them red b's white b's 23's out the Bentley and we stay fly Hunded g's p-r-p's hum v's We d boys getting money on dem 25's 5 star and that's me a O G Im from the three tha thirteenth off the wild side My young G and he a beast the carter 3 That's more stuntin but we hustlin like it's do or die A bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay, a bay bay Im in tha club hollerin (Anne Locc - Hurricane Chris's Mom:) Ratchet dancing cross the floor you know the g-way Hollerin uuhh up on the mic with the dj Im with my G's and my thugs and my essays Hidin 'hind the shades I been up for bout three days Cut with curls in my hair got my L's in tha air Wiastin drank everywhere cuz I cuz I don't care With my niggas out that lava and you know we bad off We the ones up in tha cut with them blunts that make you cough Tru'd all da way down from my head to my feet I cant feel my face so please don't speak You wanna know what we do when the club get packed Toss my set raise my shirt show that tat up on my back (Jadakiss:) Yo look at any game 50 large is what I came with 25 for bottles 25 to make it rain with This ain't reggie miller ma this is cush and haze mixed Don't sit there and lie to me you ain't never taste this Hope the Lord forgive me gave my Jesus piece a face-lift Stones is doin the y-toosie in the bracelet Aint no stopping that I be where the gwap is at Excuse me I be wherever it's poppin at Now I'm on the dance floor iced out lights out Wifebeater true religion shorts and my nikes out Drinkin out the bottle talking much shit Dutchlet Every bunny with an arms reach wanna touch kiss Yes and when I leave they all following just cuz I was in the club hollerin A bay bay, a bay bay
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