Ay Bay Bay lyrics

Song information

Artist: Hurricane Chris
Album: Singles

Lyrics

Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay [x4]

chorus:
You wanna know wat we say in da club (Ay Bay Bay)
Whites folks, gangstas and them thugz (Ay Bay Bay)
Stuntin wit a stack of dem dubz (Ay Bay Bay)
Ridin in a lac wit a mug (Ay Bay Bay)
I'm in da club hollerin
Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay
I'm in da club hollerin
Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay, Ay Bay Bay
I'm in da club hollerin

When I holler Ay Bay Bay I finna get my groove on
It's so hot up in da club dat I ain't got no shoes on
I'm holdin up a big stack of dem hundreds in a rubba band
Girl don't ask me for no cash cause I'm not dat other man
Everybody trippin cause I'm limpin when I'm walkin
And I'm pimpin when I'm talkin, I don't trick on chicks dats talkin
Dem boyz in da back dey be rollin up dey doughdy
Then dey blow it till dey chokin, dats wat godly came out

When I see a bad chick I'm 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
I'm in da DJ booth takin pictures wit da DJ

You wanna know what we say when clubs get crunk
Ay Bay Bay, let it play
Dats my song turn it up
You wanna know what we say when clubs get crunk
Ay Bay Bay, let it play
Dats my song turn it up

chorus

Now if you lookin for me baby you can find me
Bangin in da chevy candy painted swangin nine deep
Ten cars creep with my people right behind me
I showed dem my chain now she hollerin "boy you blindin me"
I show my mouth piece to dem freaks now dey eyein me
Oh you got a problem 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, dats where dat iron be
Yellow bone chirpin me, she trying to see where I'm-a be
You gonna let me get up in your mouth well dat's where I'm-a be
I don't pop trunk wit lights dats where dey choppa be
Straight to the hotel all da bad chick is followin me
I know you like my style
I ain't trippin, I'm just tryin to see
Girl is you drunk? Well tell me why you leanin all on me
And if you thinkin I'm-a stunt you trippin
I pull up in an expedition wit da roof missin

chorus

Ay Bay Bay let it play
Dat's my song turn it up
I'm in da club hot, crunk, sweatin, burnin up
I'm bouncin through the crowd buckin and hollerin "what's up"
I done fell out in da dance floor and now I can't get up
J's on your feet but you can't get these
Louis Vatton brown white and yellow trick please
I'll go to Saint Louis let my chain hang low
Canary yellow diamonds mixed wit rose gold
I shine real bright in da light because I'm a star
Eight shots of patrone now I'm standin on da bar
Probably get drunk as a skunk and put da keys in da wrong car
Probably get drunk as a skunk and put da keys in da wrong car

chorus

Ay Bay Bay let it play
Dat's my song turn it up
[repeat to fade]