A Bay Bay (The Ratchet Remix) (Extended Version) Chords

Tempo:
154.05 bpm
Chords used:

Ebm

F

Eb

Gb

Bb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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A Bay Bay (The Ratchet Remix) (Extended Version) chords
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[Ebm] I'm in the club hollering ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay
I'm in the [Bb] club [Eb] hollering ayy bay bay
[Gb] [Eb] Bucket full of Chris Stan VIP though
Going hard and body tap [Gb] where they throw [F] that [Ebm] cheese though
Hop in to buy my paper
Knick was nowhere by my staff
You don't like that dirty money?
[Gb] Send your girl [Fm] to wipe [Ebm] it out
Million [Fm] dollars on my neck and wrist
Shine [Ebm] for a mask, she wanna see it up close
[Gb] And she gotta walk [Ebm] it out
I'm the king of this rap
They talking bout
Can't sell records so they blame [Bb] it on [Ebm] the south
I [N] be all through Shreveport, [Ebm] Louisiana ballin'
Like who the f*** said ain't no trappers in New Orleans
My rims so clean
They spinning like a whirlwind
Pull up at the club
Texting they girlfriends
They know who I is
They know who I am
I been flying through the south in that [F] burgundy [Ebm] Lamb
Pull up at the light, my sh** so bright
She want my number, call me tonight
[Gb] Pick up the [F] phone [Ebm] like
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
I'm in the club hollering ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
I'm in the [F] club [Ebm] hollering ayy bay bay
This for my dogs who keep that group
Can't keep that oom
[Gb] I got ayy [F] bay [Eb] bay
187, 211 on my side of town
Everybody riding around
Ayy [Gb] bay bay
[F] [Ebm] Rubber bands, round cash, I'm making cake
Ayy bay bay
When we go eat today I'm [Gb] gonna eat [F] some steak
[Eb] Paint the candy, candy green
Ayy bay bay
[Ebm] Anybody try to hate, they gonna feel [F] like s***
[Ebm] Bad news, keep a big f*** attitude
Real rules, LRG, I'm real cool
Don't think that I'm a little dude
I beat up and you're quick, knock all your [Eb] nose off
Don't get me started, I been retarded
[Ebm] Watch me roll off
Ayy bay bay
I'm straight gangsta, from my fitted cap
Down to my ankles, can't forget my feet
Speak to me like barbecue, it's nothing at all
Thought that Raffy was a fool
But ayy bay bay going on
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
I'm in the club hollering ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
I'm in the club [F] [Ebm] hollering
Ayy bay bay
Ayy Bay Bay
in the yank I feel me rocked like will you stay
[F] [Eb] I'm pulling on my cane
[Ebm] Yanking on my collar
Just like the lava house click
[Gb] Pass me some [Ebm] water
Out of my mind, out of my body
Thump her, never loose
Rolling, he can sip in that Donald Duck orange [Fm] juice
[Eb] Mean mug, fix your face
Upside down, smile
Money caller, petty chase, been [Gb] doing it for a [F] while
[Eb] Funk dog on the beat with it
Jig with it, sick with it
I'm just playin' for keep with, so [Gb] I keep my,
with [Eb] my,
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, play, that's my song, turn it up.
♪ I'm with [Ebm] my folks, rappin', they right or wrong, tag.
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey,
♪ Baby, I'm in the club hollin', hey, baby, hey, baby, hey,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, I'm in the
♪ Club [Eb] hollin'.
♪ I'm sittin' in red hat, them red Bs, them red white Bs,
♪ 23s out the [Gb] Bentley and we [F] stay [Eb] fly, 100 Gs,
♪ And PRPs, stuffin' Humvees, [Ebm] with D-Boys,
♪ Gettin' money on them, [F] [Eb] five [F] star, and that's me,
♪ A [Eb] OG, I'm from the three to 13, [Gb] off the [F] wild side,
[Eb] My young G, and he a beast, the quarter three,
♪ That's most stuntin', but we [Gb] hustlin' like it's do [F] or [Eb] die,
♪ We poppin' bottles with these championship rings,
♪ Models and things, menages, and,
♪ We bring a few to the East and West Wing,
♪ Show them how [Ebm] I'm livin', then I watch them all sing, yeah.
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the club hollin', hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, I'm in the club hollin',
♪ Dancin' cross the floor, you know the G way,
♪ Hollin' up off on the mic with the DJ,
[Bb] I'm with [Eb] my Gs and my thugs and my SAs,
♪ I ain't hiding shades, I've been up for about three [Gb] days,
♪ You [F] already know [Ebm] what we say when we outta here,
♪ What, hey, baby, hey, baby, we gon' grind if you [Gb] scared,
♪ You [F] already know [Eb] what we say when we outta here,
♪ What, hey, baby, hey, baby, we gon' grind if you [Gb] scared,
♪ Cut with [F] girls in [Eb] my house, got [N] my Ls in the air,
[Eb] Wasting drink everywhere, cuz I, cuz I don't care,
♪ With my niggas inside that lava, and you know we bad off,
♪ We the ones up in the cut [Ebm] with them buns that make you cough,
♪ Shoes all the way down from my head to my feet,
♪ I can't feel my face, so please don't speak,
♪ You wanna know what we do when the club get packed,
♪ What, cuz I said raise my shirt, shoulder pad up on my back,
♪ I'm in the club hollin', hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the club hollin', hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ Get on my, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the [F] club [Ebm] hollin', A to the U, double R, I see A,
♪ A to the E, get em up, get em up, get em up, get em up,
♪ Hey, baby, that's what [Gb] we say when we pull up [Eb] in them trucks,
♪ Tell my neighbor to cut the check, I'ma go and spin it up,
♪ On the Bentley painted [Gb] yellow like a [F] baby [Eb] school bus,
♪ The [F] 26's make em stop when I pull [Ebm] up,
♪ And my pants sag low like I was rockin' the pull up,
♪ When I stop and I pull [F] up, I'ma be already full [Ebm] of vodka,
♪ I keep that in my cup, hey, baby, don't make me [F] bust,
♪ And [Eb] if you try to take my chain, I'ma snatch your face off,
♪ I got diamonds in my ear the same size as baseball,
♪ Well, they yes, they lost, I don't think they on my level,
♪ Them momma think [F] I'm a fighter [Ebm] with this alligator smile,
♪ Hey, baby, it was just the beginning, I'm finna run the game,
♪ And whoever feel difficult, holler at [Gb] her with that,
[Eb] Pulling me off of a heavier ten, [F] every brick of your chest,
♪ And you runnin' your [Ebm] mouth, and ever since I dropped that,
♪ Hey, baby, I been [Gb] running this club, [Ebm] hollering,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the club, hollering, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the [F] club, [Eb] hollering,
♪ Look, it ain't a game, 50 large is what I came with,
♪ 25 for bottles, 25 to [Gb] make it [F] rain [Eb] with,
♪ This ain't Reggie Miller, ma, this is Kush and Hayes mixed,
♪ Don't sit there and lie to me, you ain't [Gb] never tasted,
[Ebm] ♪ I poked the Lord, forgive me, gave my Jesus piece of facelift,
♪ Stones is doing the walk, [Gb] Tootsie in the bracelet,
[Eb] ♪ Ain't no stopping that, I be where the guap is at,
♪ Excuse me, I be [Gb] wherever it's [F] hoppin' [Ebm] at,
♪ Now I'm on the dance floor, Iced out, lights out,
♪ White beater, true religion shorts and my night's out,
♪ Drinking out the bottle, talking much, Dutch lit,
♪ Every bunny with an arms reach, wanna touch, kiss,
♪ Back to the couch with a section full of money dips,
♪ Black on 26, [Gb] ES, [F] E [Ebm]-Frap, yes,
♪ And when I leave, they all following,
♪ Just cause I was in the club, [F] [Ebm] hollering,
♪ Hey baby, Hey baby,
♪ Hey baby, Hey baby,
♪ Hey baby, I'm in the club, hollering,
♪ Hey baby, Hey baby,
♪ Hey baby, Hey baby,
♪ Hey baby, I'm in the [F] club, hollering,
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F
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Eb
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Gb
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Bb
12341111
Ebm
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To learn Hurricane Chris Featuring The Game, Lil Boosie, Baby, Angie Locc Of Lava House & Jadakiss - (The Ratchet Remix) A Bay Bay chords, these are the chords to practise in sequence: Gb, F, Eb, Gb, Ebm, Gb, Ebm and F. Start with a comfortable 77 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 154. Considering your vocal pitch and chord choices, adjust the capo in accordance with the key: Eb Major.

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[Ebm] I'm in the club hollering ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay _
ayy bay bay
ayy bay bay
I'm in the [Bb] club [Eb] hollering ayy bay bay _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ Bucket full of Chris Stan VIP though
Going hard and body tap [Gb] where they throw [F] that [Ebm] cheese though
Hop in to buy my paper
Knick was nowhere by my staff
You don't like that dirty money?
[Gb] Send your girl [Fm] to wipe [Ebm] it out
Million [Fm] dollars on my neck and wrist
Shine [Ebm] for a mask, she wanna see it up close
[Gb] And she gotta walk [Ebm] it out
I'm the king of this rap
They talking bout
Can't sell records so they blame [Bb] it on [Ebm] the south
I [N] be all through Shreveport, [Ebm] Louisiana ballin'
Like who the f*** said ain't no trappers in New Orleans
My rims so clean
They spinning like a whirlwind
Pull up at the club
Texting they girlfriends
They know who I is
They know who I am
I been flying through the south in that [F] burgundy [Ebm] Lamb
Pull up at the light, my sh** so bright
She want my number, call me tonight
[Gb] Pick up the [F] phone [Ebm] like
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay _ _ _ _
I'm in the club hollering ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay _ _ _ _
I'm in the [F] club [Ebm] hollering ayy bay bay
This for _ _ my dogs who keep that group
Can't keep that oom
[Gb] I got ayy [F] bay [Eb] bay
187, 211 on my side of town
_ Everybody riding around
Ayy [Gb] bay bay
_ [F] _ [Ebm] _ Rubber bands, round cash, I'm making cake
Ayy bay bay
When we go eat today I'm [Gb] gonna eat [F] some steak
[Eb] Paint the candy, candy green
Ayy bay bay
[Ebm] Anybody try to hate, they gonna feel [F] like s***
[Ebm] Bad news, keep a big f*** attitude
Real rules, LRG, I'm real cool
Don't think that I'm a little dude
I beat up and you're quick, knock all your [Eb] nose off
Don't get me started, I been retarded
[Ebm] Watch me roll off
Ayy bay bay
I'm straight gangsta, from my fitted cap
Down to my ankles, can't forget my feet
Speak to me like barbecue, it's nothing at all
Thought that Raffy was a fool
But ayy bay bay going on
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay _ _ _ _
I'm in the club hollering ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay
Ayy bay bay _ _ _ _
I'm in the club [F] [Ebm] hollering
Ayy bay bay
Ayy Bay Bay
in the yank I feel me rocked like will you stay
_ _ [F] [Eb] I'm pulling on my cane
[Ebm] Yanking on my collar
Just like the lava house click
[Gb] Pass me some [Ebm] water
Out of my mind, out of my body
Thump her, never loose
Rolling, he can sip in that Donald Duck orange [Fm] juice
[Eb] Mean mug, fix your face
Upside down, smile
Money caller, petty chase, been [Gb] doing it for a [F] while
[Eb] Funk dog on the beat with it
Jig with it, sick with it
I'm just playin' for keep with, so [Gb] I keep my,
with [Eb] my,
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, play, that's my song, turn it up.
♪ I'm with [Ebm] my folks, rappin', they right or wrong, tag.
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey,
♪ Baby, I'm in the club hollin', hey, baby, hey, baby, hey,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, I'm in the
♪ Club [Eb] hollin'.
♪ I'm sittin' in red hat, them red Bs, them red white Bs,
♪ _ 23s out the [Gb] Bentley and we [F] stay [Eb] fly, 100 Gs,
♪ And PRPs, stuffin' Humvees, [Ebm] with D-Boys,
♪ Gettin' money on them, [F] [Eb] five [F] star, and that's me,
♪ A [Eb] OG, I'm from the three to 13, [Gb] off the [F] wild side,
[Eb] My young G, and he a beast, the quarter three,
♪ That's most stuntin', but we [Gb] hustlin' like it's do [F] or [Eb] die,
♪ We poppin' bottles with these championship rings,
♪ Models and things, menages, and,
♪ _ We bring a few to the East and West Wing,
♪ Show them how [Ebm] I'm livin', then I watch them all sing, yeah.
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the club hollin', hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, I'm in the club hollin',
♪ Dancin' cross the floor, you know the G way,
♪ Hollin' up off on the mic with the DJ,
[Bb] I'm with [Eb] my Gs and my thugs and my SAs,
♪ I ain't hiding shades, I've been up for about three [Gb] days,
♪ You [F] already know [Ebm] what we say when we outta here,
♪ What, hey, baby, hey, baby, we gon' grind if you [Gb] scared,
♪ You [F] already know [Eb] what we say when we outta here,
♪ What, hey, baby, hey, baby, we gon' grind if you [Gb] scared,
♪ Cut with [F] girls in [Eb] my house, got [N] my Ls in the air,
[Eb] Wasting drink everywhere, cuz I, cuz I don't care,
♪ With my niggas inside that lava, and you know we bad off,
♪ We the ones up in the cut [Ebm] with them buns that make you cough,
♪ Shoes all the way down from my head to my feet,
♪ I can't feel my face, so please don't speak,
♪ You wanna know what we do when the club get packed,
♪ What, cuz I said raise my shirt, shoulder pad up on my back,
♪ I'm in the club hollin', hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the club hollin', hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ Get on my, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the [F] club [Ebm] hollin', A to the U, double R, I see A,
♪ A to the E, get em up, get em up, get em up, get em up,
♪ Hey, baby, that's what [Gb] we say when we pull up [Eb] in them trucks,
♪ Tell my neighbor to cut the check, I'ma go and spin it up,
♪ On the Bentley painted [Gb] yellow like a [F] baby [Eb] school bus,
♪ The [F] 26's make em stop when I pull [Ebm] up,
♪ And my pants sag low like I was rockin' the pull up,
♪ When I stop and I pull [F] up, I'ma be already full [Ebm] of vodka,
♪ I keep that in my cup, hey, baby, don't make me [F] bust,
♪ And [Eb] if you try to take my chain, I'ma snatch your face off,
♪ I got diamonds in my ear the same size as baseball,
♪ Well, they yes, they lost, I don't think they on my level,
♪ Them momma think [F] I'm a fighter [Ebm] with this alligator smile,
♪ Hey, baby, it was just the beginning, I'm finna run the game,
♪ And whoever feel difficult, holler at [Gb] her with that,
[Eb] Pulling me off of a heavier ten, [F] every brick of your chest,
♪ And you runnin' your [Ebm] mouth, and ever since I dropped that,
♪ Hey, baby, I been [Gb] running this club, [Ebm] hollering,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the club, hollering, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ Hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby, hey, baby,
♪ I'm in the [F] club, [Eb] hollering,
♪ Look, it ain't a game, 50 large is what I came with,
♪ 25 for bottles, 25 to [Gb] make it [F] rain [Eb] with,
♪ This ain't Reggie Miller, ma, this is Kush and Hayes mixed,
♪ Don't sit there and lie to me, you ain't [Gb] never tasted,
[Ebm] ♪ I poked the Lord, forgive me, gave my Jesus piece of facelift,
♪ Stones is doing the walk, [Gb] Tootsie in the bracelet,
[Eb] ♪ Ain't no stopping that, I be where the guap is at,
♪ Excuse me, I be [Gb] wherever it's [F] hoppin' [Ebm] at,
♪ Now I'm on the dance floor, Iced out, lights out,
♪ White beater, true religion shorts and my night's out,
♪ Drinking out the bottle, talking much, Dutch lit,
♪ Every bunny with an arms reach, wanna touch, kiss,
♪ Back to the couch with a section full of money dips,
♪ Black on 26, [Gb] ES, [F] E [Ebm]-Frap, yes,
♪ And when I leave, they all following,
♪ Just cause I was in the club, [F] [Ebm] hollering,
♪ Hey baby, _ Hey baby,
_ ♪ Hey baby, Hey baby,
♪ Hey baby, I'm in the club, hollering,
♪ Hey baby, Hey baby,
♪ Hey baby, Hey baby,
♪ Hey baby, I'm in the [F] club, hollering, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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