A Bay Bay - Hurricane Chris

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A Bay Bay Lyrics

Ay Bay Bay(Ay)
Ay Bay Bay(Ay)
Ay Bay Bay(Ay)
Ay Bay Bay(Ay)

You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
White Folks Gangstas And Da Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin wit a stack of dem dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'

When I Holla Ay Bay Bay
I Finna Get My Groove On
Its So Hot Up In Da Club
Dat I Ain't Got No Shoes On
Im Holdin' Up A Big Stack And Dem
Hundreds In A Rubba Band
Girl Don't Ask Me For No Cash
Cause Im Not Dat Other Man
Everybody Trippin' Cause Im Limpin'
When Im Walkin' And Im Pimpin' When Im Talkin'
I Don't Trick On Chick Dats Talkin'
The Boys In Da Back They Be Rollin Up They Dough
And They Be Blowin Until They
Choke And Dats What Got Lil Cane Coughin
When I See A Bad Chick Im Hollerin Out(Ay Bay Bay)
I Hope Yall Ain't Wit Ya Boyfriendz
Cause I Don't Care Wat Dey Say
And I Don't Care Wat He Say Or She Say
Im In Da Dj Booth Takin' Pictures Wit Da Dj
You Wanna Know What We Say
When Clubs Get Crunk (Wat)
Ay Baybay let it Play
Dats My Song Turn It Up

You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
White Folks Gangstas And Da Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin wit a stack of dem dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'

Now If You Lookin' For Me Baby You Can Find Me
Bangin' In Da Chevy Candy Painted Swingin 9 Deep
ten cars Creep Wit My People Right Behind Me
I Showed Dem My Chain Now
She Hollerin boy u blindin' Me
Show My Mouth Piece
To Dem Freaks Now Dey eyein' Me
Oh You Got A Problem Well I Hope You Aint
Tryin Me. Throw da car in Park
Then I Reach Under My seat
Hop Out With My Hand Under My Shirt
Dats Where Dat iron be
Yellow Bone Chirpin' Me
She Trying To See Where Imma Be.
You Gonna Let Me Get Up In
Your Mouth Well Dats Where Imma Be
I Don't Pop Trunk Wit Lights Dats
Where Det Choppa Be. Straight To The Hotel
All Da Bad Chick Followin' Me
I Know You Like My Style, I Ain't Trippin
Im Just Tryin' To See, Girl Is You Drunk
Well Tell Me Why You Leanin' All On Me
And If You Thinkin' Imma Stunt You Trippin
I Pull Up In An Expedition Wit Da Roof Lifttin

You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
White Folks Gangstas And Da Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin wit a stack of dem dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Baybay let Dat Play
Dats My Song Turn It Up
Im In Da Club Hot, Crunk, Sweatin, Burnin' Up
Im 'bouncin through The Crowd
Bumpin And Hollin Wats Up
I Done Fell Out In Da Dance Floor
And now I cant get Up
Js On Your Feet But You Cant Get These
Louis Veton brown, White, And Yellow Trick please
I Go To Saint Louis Let My Chain Hang Low
Canary Yellow
Diamonds Mixed With Rose Gold
I Shine Real Bright In Da Light Because Im A Star
8 Shots Of Patrons Now Standin' on Da Bar
Probably Get Drunk
As A Skunk And Put The Keys In The Wrong Car

You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
White Folks Gangstas And Da Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin wit a stack of dem dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'

Now If You Lookin' For Me Baby You Can Find Me
Bangin' In Da Chevy Candy Painted Swingin 9 Deep
ten cars Creep Wit My niggas Right Behind Me
I Showed Dem My Chain Now
She Hollerin boy u blindin' Me
Show My Mouth Piece
To Dem Freaks Now Dey eyein' Me
Oh You Got A Problem Well I Hope You Aint
Tryin Me. Throw da car in Park
Then I Reach Under My seat
Hop Out With My Hand Under My Shirt
Dats Where Dat iron be
Yellow Bone Chirpin' Me
She Trying To See Where Imma Be.
You Gonna Let Me Get Up In
Your Mouth Well Dats Where Imma Be
I Don't Pop Trunk Wit Lights Dats
Where Det Choppa Be. Straight To The Hotel
All Da Bad Chick Followin' Me
I Know You Like My Style, I Ain't Trippin
Im Just Tryin' To See, Girl Is You Drunk
Well Tell Me Why You Leanin' All On Me
And If You Thinkin' Imma Stunt You Trippin
I Pull Up In An Expedition Wit Da Roof Lifttin

You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
White Folks Gangstas And Da Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin wit a stack of dem dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Baybay let Dat Play
Dats My Song Turn It Up
Im In Da Club Hot, Crunk, Sweatin, Burnin' Up
Im 'bouncin through The Crowd
Bumpin And Hollin Wats Up
I Done Fell Out In Da Dance Floor
And now I cant get Up
Js On Your Feet But You Cant Get These
Louis Veton brown, White, And Yellow Trick please
I Go To Saint Louis Let My Chain Hang Low
Canary Yellow Diamonds Mixed With Rose Gold
I Shine Real Bright In Da Light Because Im A Star
8 Shots Of Patrons Now Standin' on Da Bar
Probably Get Drunk As A Skunk And Put The Keys In The Wrong Car

You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da Club (Ay Bay Bay)
White Folks Gangstas And Da Thugs (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin wit a stack of dem dubs (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin' In A Lac Wit A Mug (Ay Bay Bay)

Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'
Ay Bay Bay
Ay Bay Bay
Im In Da Club Hollin'

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Chris Dooley Jr. (born February 27, 1988 in Shreveport, Louisiana), better known by the stage name Hurricane Chris, is an American rapper signed to a joint venture between Sony's J Records and Polo Grounds Music. After releasing the hit single A Bay Bay, which reached #7 on the Billboard 100, he released his debut studio album 51/50 Ratchet in October 2007. His second studio album, Unleashed, was released in 2009 and features the singles Halle Berry (She's Fine) and Headboard featuring Plies and Mario.

The eighteen year old Shreveport native is currently causing quite a commotion down South with his blazing hot Polo Grounds Music/J Records single, "A Bay Bay." According to Hurricane Chris, "A Bay Bay" has its genesis in the namesake of the Ratchet movement’s cornerstone DJ, Hollyhood Bay Bay, who spins at a club called KoKo Pellis. Whenever the DJ would come in the club the crowd would start chanting "hey Bay Bay, hey Bay Bay." After a while the crowd would do the chant whenever the club got ratchet regardless of who was on the wheels of steel. "That became so catchy that I changed it from somebody’s name to a slang ‘A Bay Bay’," says Hurricane Chris. "Now it’s a word, it means fa sho." If you haven't heard Hurricane Chris' "A Bay Bay" then you’re missing out on the hottest club single since Lil Jon's "Bia Bia" or E-40’s "Tell Me When To Go". The song is literally sweeping the nation like an uncontrollable firestorm, reeking havoc on dance floors from the H Town (Houston, Texas) to the ATL (Atlanta, Georgia) and everywhere in between. “Everybody likes ‘A Bay Bay’ because it’s different,” says Hurricane Chris. “It’s real catchy. And it’s something you can say. I bet that its gonna be a baby’s first word because it’s so catchy. It gets stuck in your head the first time you hear it. Everybody [can] relate to it, white folks, black folks, hustlers and thugs.” Produced by veteran North Louisiana producer Phunk Dawg, “A Bay Bay” contains an exotic drum track that is absolutely irresistible. Its swinging bass line explodes like a thunderclap, combining rhythmic strings and a slinky worm sound, which harks back to the golden days of old school Louisiana 70s funk. Mix this with Hurricane Chris’s silky flow, filled with his charming Louisiana drawl and the song’s catchy hook, and you now have the key elements for a smash hit. Look for “A Bay Bay” to be the number one song in ring tones, radio and video before the end of this summer. The untitled album, which will be executive produced by Michael “Mr. Collipark” Crooms will be released by Polo Grounds Music/J Records. Atlanta, Georgia-based producer Mr. Collipark was fascinated by the song and later helped Chris be signed to J Records in 2006, when his major-label debut 51/50 Ratchet was released in October.

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