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Ay bay bay(ay) [Chorus]

You wanna know wat we say in da club (ay bay bay)

Whites folks gangsta and them thugz (ay bay bay)

Stuntin wit a stack of *** dubz (ay bay bay)

Ridin' in a lac wit a mug (ay bay bay)

I'm in da club hollerin'

Ay bay bay

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I'm in da club holerin'

Ay bay bay

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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 ***

Hundreds in a rubba band

Girl don't ask me for no cash

Cause I'm not dat other man

Everybody trippin' cause im limpin'

When I'm walkin' and im pimpin' when im talkin'

I don't trick on chick dats talkin'

*** boyz in da back dey be rollin'up dey doughdy

And 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 y'all ain't wit ya boyfriends

Cause I don't care what dey say

And I don't care what he say or she say

I'm in da DJ booth takin' pictures wit da DJ [Repeat: x2]

You wanna know what we say

When clubs get crunk (what)

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 wit my people right behind me

I showed *** my chain now

She hollerin boy you blindin me

I show my mouth piece

To *** freaks now da eyein me

Oh you got a problem well I hope you ain't 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'ma be.

You gonna let me get up in

Your mouth well dats where I'ma be

I don't pop trunk wit lights dats

Where dey choppa be, straight to the hotel

All da bad chick 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'ma stunt you trippin

I pull up in an expedition wit da roof missin [Chorus] I'm in da club hollerin'

Ay bay bay let it play, dats my song turn it up

I'm in da club hot, crunk, sweatin, burnin' up

Im bouncin through the crowd

Buckin and hollerin what's up

I done fell out on da dance floor

And now I can't get up

J's on your feet but you cant get these

Louis Vuitton brown white, and yellow

Trick please

I'll go to St.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 patrons now I'm standin' on da bar

Probably get drunk as a skunk

N put da keys in da wrong car [Chorus] Ay bay bay let it play