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You wanna wat we say in da club (ay bay bay)
Whites folks gangsta and them (ay bay bay)
wit a stack of dem dubz (ay bay bay)
in a lac wit a mug (ay bay bay)
I'm in da hollerin'
Ay bay bay
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I'm in da holerin'
Ay bay bay
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I'm in da hollerin'

I holler ay bay bay
I finna get my on
so hot up in da club
Dat I got no shoes on
I'm up a big stack of dem
Hundreds in a band
Girl ask me for no cash
Cause I'm not dat man
trippin' cause im limpin'
When I'm walkin' and im pimpin' when im
I don't trick on chick dats
Dem boyz in da dey be rollin'up dey doughdy
And dey blow it till dey chokin'
Dats wat came out

When I see a bad I'm hollerin out(ay bay bay)
I y'all ain't wit ya boyfriends
I don't care what dey say
And I don't care he say or she say
I'm in da DJ takin' pictures wit da DJ

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You wanna know we say
When get crunk (what)
Ay bay bay let it
my song turn it up

Now if you lookin' for me baby you can me
Bangin' in da Chevy candy painted swangin deep
Ten cars creep wit my people behind me
I dem my chain now
She hollerin boy you me
I show my mouth
To dem freaks now da me
Oh you got a problem well I you ain't tryin me,
the car in park
Then I reach my seat
Hop out my hand under my shirt
Dats where dat be
Yellow bone me
She trying to see where be.
You let me get up in
Your mouth well dats I'ma be
I don't pop trunk wit lights
Where dey choppa be, straight to the
All da bad chick me
I you like my style, I ain't trippin
I'm just tryin' to see, girl is you
tell me why you leanin' all on me
And if you thinkin' I'ma you trippin
I pull up in an expedition wit da missin

I'm in da club
Ay bay bay let it play, dats my song it up
I'm in da club hot, crunk, sweatin, up
Im through the crowd
and hollerin what's up
I done fell out on da dance
And now I get up
J's on your feet but you get these
Louis Vuitton white, and yellow
please
I'll go to St.Louis let my hang low
Canary yellow diamonds mixed wit gold
I shine bright in da light because I'm a star
Eight of patrons now I'm standin' on da bar
Probably get as a skunk
N put da in da wrong car

Ay bay bay let it