Playas Rock (feat. Boxie) - Hurricane Chris

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If I don't like the way that she actin' then I'ma tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

If I don't like the way that she actin', I tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, girl, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock

Everythang was cool we was feelin' each other
Chillin' in the jacuzzi just water no bubbles
You know me I keep it gutta, hit it until you stutter
Then she got there asking me questions like she was undercover

Like who was that lil' chick that I let ride up in my ride
I'm a pimp so it ain't nothing for me to think of a lie
But I'd rather keep it real and tell her just how I feel
Look it here if you see with with another chick then it's just what it is

You ain't my main dame I just beat you out the frame
Baby, I'm hurricane, you gotta stay in yo lane
Stick to the script of a pimp and follow my gutta rules
And I you feel like you wanna leave then do what you do

Baby, you think I'm goin' cry Just because I lost you
Every time I loose one I bounce back with 2
How you think I got you somebody got laid off
I'm a pimp I pimp a chicken until she get played out

See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock

If I don't like the way that she actin' then I'ma tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

If I don't like the way that she actin', I tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, girl, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock

Say lil' mama let me get up in it a minute
Make you wanna give it to me like you never gave it up before
And I bet I make you [Incomprehensible] with my boys
When I pull up in a Rolls Royce, I know where to hit Ro

Pull up fresh in the back gettin' low slow mo' no low
She can see my eyes
Everybody holla that boy so fly
And all I gotta do is get her in my ride

Give me a million dollars, I can make it go live
Let it be any chick in the world and I can make her mine
Put her in the whip, now, I'm feeling on her thighs
Take a shot of patron, now, I'm finna go live

And then she told me that she want me to cut her
But she ain't want me to use a rubber, no rubber, no rubber
I'm feelin' like u tryna get me caught up
No disrespect lil' mama but that's just how I was brought up

If I can't use protection when I cut then it ain't no cut
I can't picture me goin' in you raw that just ain't what's up
Lil' mama I'm a pimp and I will never get caught in my lie
Cross my heart and hope to die girl you know how playas rock

If I don't like the way that she actin' then I'ma tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

If I don't like the way that she actin', I tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, girl, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock

And then she told me that she want me to cut her
But she ain't want me to use a rubber, no rubber, no rubber
And then she told me that she want me to cut her
But she ain't want me to use a rubber, no rubber, no rubber

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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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