(Hook: x2) 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 she acting Then I'm a tell her bye How you goin play a playa You know how playas ride Game recognize game And I been running game alot 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
(Verse 1:) Everythang was cool we was feeling each otha Chillin in the jacuzzi just water no bubbles You know me I keep it gutta Hit it until you studda 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 Looky here if you see with with anotha 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 u feel like u wanna leave Then do what you do Baby u think I'm goin cry Just becuz I lost you Everytime 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 plaid out
(Hook: x2) See this how playas rock See this how playas rock See this how playas rock See this how playas rock
(Verse 2:) Say lil mama let me get up in it Betta make you wanna give it to me Like you never gave it up before And I bet I make you moan With my boys when I pull up in a rollz royce I know where to hit ro And I pull up fresh in the back And the mode real low low She can't see my eyes Everybody holla cuzya boy so blind And all I gotta do is get her in my ride Give me a million dollars and 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 And I'm feena go live And then she told me that she want me to cut her But she ain't want me to use no rubber (no rubber) I'm feeling 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 going 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
(Hook: x2) 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) (x2)
Superstarr (Chorus) She fine den a bitch, ass and her tits Thick in tha hips every nig want her Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry She walkin' like a model Hands on your knees Scrub the ground She ain't nothing but a tease Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Hurricane Chris Well let's get ratchet Let's get ratchet Look at her prettier then Halle and thicker than Janet She say she like all of my club bangers I be jamming Told her to bust it open let me see whats really happenin' She the ship and I'm the captain I'm tha captain Booty bigger than the pussy be poaching, that make me happy And I'm all the way in your city I'm from Louisiana so you gotta show me how your City do it for that camera Make it drop and bring it back to the top I'm no amateur Girl you can give it to me it ain't nothing I can't handle She just got out of the shower smellin like a scented candle And I'll bend her bend her backwards have her sliding off tha mattress No moving no acting baby this is real action Beat it up so bad You be scared to walk past me I know your Halle Berry Baby there's no acting I beat it up so bad You be scared to walk past me for real
(Chorus) She fine den a bitch ass and her tits Thick in tha hips every nig want her Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) She walkin like a model (yup) Hands on your knees (ay) Scrub the ground She ain't nothing but a tease Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Hurricane Chris Halle Berry you jazzy That's way past fine Girl you look like something that's s'posed to be on the dance line Incredible by the waist Plus sshe got a pretty face Even tho she got class she listen to UGK I'm finna flip her through traffic With tha top back of tha donk Girl I guarantee I can make you go numb numb numb numb I got enough bread to take me and you to London And back to America and all over the country She make me want to keep her close by Like a Sidekick She the type of chick that ain't gone never look sloppy I'm beat it out the frame Hurricane that's who I be You must be Halle Berry I don’t need to see your ID
(Chorus) She fine den a bitch ass and her tits Thick in tha hips every nig want her Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) She walkin like a model (yup) Hands on your knees (ay) Scrub the ground She ain't nothing but a tease Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Superstarr Gone bob your head Gone work your shoulder Now what I just said girl do it on tha dick Age ain't shit I done got a lil older Me or you man baby girl take a pic (which one?) She so classy, she so jazzy Lil momma blow like a ref Do it on tha dick She don't need no help She say she got it She do it all by her self Do it, do it sick Get so fine like a god damn ticket Gave her a hickey In order for a nigga like me to spend cash You gotta bounce like shocks in your ass You, bed, ass, work Start, slow, faster Mr. Halle Berry Mr. Take your bitch Take her from the club to the car to the dick
Superstar bitch
(Chorus) She fine den a bitch ass and her tits Thick in tha hips every nig want her Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) She walkin like a model (yup) Hands on your knees (ay) Scrub the ground She ain't nothing but a tease Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) Halle Berry, Halle Berry
{This Baby 3, everybody saiy, a bay BAY!!} *echoes*
[Intro - Repeat 4X] A bay-BAY, a bay-BAY, a Bay-BAY
[Chorus] You wanna know what we say in the club? (A bay-BAY!) White folks, gangstaz, and the thugs (A bay-BAY!) Stuntin wit a stack of dem dubs (A bay-BAY!) Ridin ln a 'Lac wit a mug! (A bay-BAY!)
[repeat 2X] I'm in the club holl'n - a bay-BAY! A bay-BAY, a bay-BAY, a bay-BAY A bay-BAY, a bay-BAY - I'm in the club holl'n
[Hurricane Chris] When I holla "a bay-BAY!," I finna get my groove on It's so hot up in the club, dat I ain't got no shoes on Holdin up a big stack of dem HUNNIDS in a rubberband Gurl 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 chick dats talkin (nope) Dem boys in da back, dey be rollin up they dough-dy Then dey blow it till dey chokin' dats what go'lly cane talkin (yep!) And when I see a bad chick, I'm holl'n out, "A bay-BAY!" (A bay-BAY!!) I hope y'all ain't wit ya boi-friends cause I'on't care what dey say And I'on't care wat he say, or she say (nope) I'm in da DJ booth, takin pictures wit the DJ (yep) You wanna know what we say, when clubs get crunk? (what?) "A bay-bay, let it play, dat's my song, turn it up" (okay) You wanna know what we say, when clubs get crunk? (what?) "A bay-bay, let it play, dat's my song, turn it up" (okay)
[Chorus]
Now if you lookin for me, baby you can find me Bangin in da Chevy candy-painted swangin nine deep Ten cars creep wit my people right behind me I showed them my chain now she holl'n, "Boy you blindin me" I show my mouth piece to dem freaks now dey eyein me (yep) Oh you got a pro'lem well I hope you ain't tryin me Throw the car in park and then I reach under my seat Hop out with my hand under my shirt that's where dat iron be (wassup?) Yellow bone chirpin me she tryna see where I'ma be You gon' let me get up in yo mouth, well dats where I'ma be I don't pop trunk wit lights, dats where dey choppa be Straight to the hotel all the bad chick is followin me (c'mon) I know you like my style, I ain't trippin I'm just tryna see (yeah) Girl, is you drunk? Well, tell me why you leanin all on me? (dang!) And if you thankin I won't STUNT, you trippin (hahaha) I pull up in an Expedition wit the roof missin
[Chorus]
A bay-bay, let it play, dat's my song, turn it up (turn it up) I'm in the club hot, crunk, sweatin, burnin' up (I'm hot!) I'm bouncin thru the crowd buckin, and holl'n wassup and I done FELL out in the dance flo' and now I cain't get up (eh ha ha) J's on your feet, but you cain't get THESE - (nope) Louis Vuitton brown, white, and yellow - trick please! (yep) I'll go to St. Louis and let my "Chain Hang Low" (yea) Canary yellow diamonds mixed wit rose gold I shine real bright in the light because I'm a star Eight shots of Patrons now I'm standin on the bar Pro'ly get drunk as a skunk and put the keys in a wrong car Pro'ly get drunk as a skunk and put the keys in a wrong car
[Chorus]
[Repeat many times along with sped-up and slowed-down samples] A bay-bay, let it play, dat's my song, turn it up, hey!
Intro(Nicole Wray): I love you momma, love you momma , love you momma,love you momma , love you momma ,love you momma ,ayyy
Chorus(hurricane Chris): momma i just wanna take the time out to say that if it was'nt for you i would'nt be here today and i apoligize for all the times i made you cry and all the times i made you hate and momma i just wanna say that everything i do i do for you my daddy the nearest to the family momma you know i love you and everything i do i do for you my daddy the nearest to the family momma you know i love you
Verse(hurricane chris): Momma i just wanna take the time out to say aint no way i can forget what you did for me no way you raise me from a baby and plus i know i was bad so no women on earth could ever take your place and thats a fact i remember when you use to have to come sit in my class cause i aint know how to act thank you for beating my ass thats why i know how to act every morning i woke up there was a meal on my plate but i can see it in your face you was'nt straight and you and my daddy went yall seperate ways he stayed in my life just like he suppose to thats why i say he a cheat see my momma love me before i got my kids she told me what ever i turn out to be just keep it real and i know she worried bout me too momma im cool i got
Chorus(hurricane Chris): momma i just wanna take the time out to say that if it was'nt for you i would'nt be here today and i apoligize for all the times i made you cry and all the times i made you hate and momma i just wanna say that everything i do i do for you my daddy the nearest to the family momma you know i love you and everything i do i do for you my daddy the nearest to the family momma you know i love you
Verse(hurricane chris): Momma i apoligize for every virtual for anything i ever did i ever said that hurt you i had asthma when i was growing and i got real sick you close your eyes and prayed and cried more than a lil bit my cousin had me took me out and taught me how to mac you hated when i hung wit him cause he be chasin cats that broad fool but i never made no doubt in that no matter what happend i knew my family had my back and even though im out here living my life like im grown everyday i pick up the phone and i call home i say hey booy its sean that boy still trippin that boy crazy and i wish i could be home with ya i bet both of my grandmas in the kitchen cookin food if it wasent for them i probaly wouldent wentto school momma i love you in a way that i just cant explain your only child excuse me hurricane
Chorus(hurricane Chris): momma i just wanna take the time out to say that if it was'nt for you i would'nt be here today and i apoligize for all the times i made you cry and all the times i made you hate and momma i just wanna say that everything i do i do for you my daddy the nearest to the family momma you know i love you and everything i do i do for you
(Nicole wray + Hurricane chris):said you know said you know i need you in my life said you know your the only one i need in my life my daddy the nearest to the family momma you know i love you and everything i do i do for you my daddy the nearest to the family momma you know i love you
15s in da trunk 4/12s in da trunk 4/10s in da trunk Since my 9s in da dash License plate rattling Bumper kit draging Trunk straight blasting Yeah
I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that And it sounds like I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that, Yeah And it sounds like this I got that beat up in my trunk I got that beat up in my trunk I got that beat up in my trunk Yeah Yeah I got that beat up in my trunk I got that beat up in my trunk I got that beat up in my trunk Yeah Yeah I got that beat up in my trunk I got that beat up in my trunk I got that beat up in my trunk Yeah Yeah License plate rattling Bumper kit draging Trunk straight blasting Yeah Boom boom Blam blam That's what u hear when I'm coming So 15s in da trunk Got the license plate humming
Bang featuring Big Poppa of Ratchet City & Bigg Redd
[Verse 1:] Watch me jump right out of my J's Soon I kick the can already the haters start to hate All eyes on me cause I'm wearing that rubbaband chain Ain't nobody up in here dancin but me how messed up is that mayne They playin that "A Bay Bay" and nobody be clapping they Hands mayne they hollin out make a circle for dollar boy He bout to do the merry-go I told'em we don't superman nomore I'm batman then supersoak that floor stop trippin and stop Tryna hate I'll be wearing these rainbow's I got Bapes, Yums and dem J's
[Hook: x10] Bang bang bang bang
[Verse 2:] Now watch me two step it out now watch Me get jiggy with it and then walk it out (ayyye) I'm doing my dougie (I'm fresh) know what I'm talkin bout? Ain't nobody feelin like breakdancing all up on that Floor I'm a do the pool palace then that shootout (Yahhh Yahhh!) Ooooh! crankin that dance and if It's that swing that rag I gots to have it put it in the air Cause stunttin is a habit lil' jessie, lil' dollar we Stacks On deck so all you haters don't hate and you gonna get knucked Out if you step on my new J's
[Hook: x10] Bang bang bang bang
[Verse 3:] Now lean with it then drop it low like a 64 Lean with it then drop it low like a 64 Now lean with it then drop it low like a 64 Lean with it then drop it low like a 64 Bapes, Yums, J's don't get a mark on my New shoes yo Bapes, Yums, J's don't get a Mark on my new shoes yo I said Bapes, Yums, J's don't get a mark on my New shoes yo Bapes, Yums, J's don't get a Mark on my new shoes yo or I'm a Super soak all up this floor
Ay, ay, ay Say dis real rite here ya heard me Niggas jus' don't neva stop hatin', Ay
[Chorus x2] I think somebody tryna do me somethin, (do something) cuz I can't sleep (do something) And I'm nervous when I eat, (do something) And I ain't even got no beef (do something) But it feel like I got beef (do something), cuz I ain't slept in a week (do something) And I ain't takin' a step outta my door without that heat (do something)
[Verse 1] I think somebody tryna do me something, cuz I cant sleep My mama cooked a meal for me, but I Cant eat. Its too much shit on my mind, I can't stop thinkin' bout dyin', so whoeva cross that line, you gon get dat .45 My daddy jus' got home, but they jus' came and got my nigga, poor Victor Feelin got caught up wit two choppas and a pistol And I'm beginning to hate these rap niggas real fast Put my name on a track im gon come where you at and blast Just the other day I almost had to do a nigga He thought I was go fight him, but I wus gon shoot a nigga Now I know that sound fucked up, but I aint got no time Soon as you whip a nigga he jus' gon go get his iron, his nine, or his rugle, howeva he wanna do ya I ain't thinkin', I ain't talkin', I ain't boxing, ima shoot ya His nine or his rugle, howeva he wanna do ya I ain't thinkin', I ain't talkin', I ain't boxing I'ma shoot ya
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2] I think somebody tryna do me something, I see him lookin' Come play me like a rookie, watch How quick I leave you shooken I hop outta the bushes wit that thang like surprise, and if you Try to run then that choppa knock off yo thighs La-la-la-la-la-la-la, take off I'll shoot off Yo tires Me an my clique be posted up on the block, what's yo sign (get em up), but back to the Subject of how these hataz wish me death, I peeped the way these niggas try to play me to the Left So I keep the "K" off in the trunk, I'm heated when I step, Cause beefin' ain't beefin' until You stop somebody breath And if we creepin, I'm creepin, bussin til it ain't nuthin left If we creepin', I'm creepin' bussin' 'til it ain't nuthin' left, like dat
[Break x2] Do something, do something, do something, nigga do something Do something, do something, do Something, nigga do something
[Chorus]
[Verse 3] I remember one Sunday we hit the scene, it was packed, sittin' on 22's wit the paint wet black Me an my nigga he got my back, I got his back Dem hoes standing on top of the car shakin' cat We finna do a show, so we pull the truck to the back But when I hit the door, them niggas Ain't know how to act Dem hoes grabbin on my chain, pullin on my plaits Dey want me to take Em home and hit em from the back But when we got outside, them pussy niggas was hatin', actin' Like he wanna do me something but he fakin' I asked him what it was wit no fuckin' hesitation, One false move ima leave you shakin on the pavement I had a funny feeling that something was Going on, nigga wanna do me something cuz im ridin on chrome I had a funny feeling that something was going on, Nigga wanna do me something cause I'm ridin' on chrome
