Baby what you searching for I'm pretty sure that you just don't know 'cause You're looking with your body, not your head You're brilliant and beautiful
Heaven knows what you've been through So much pain Even though you can't see me I'm not far away We always say if one of us Somehow went away We'd light
It feels unbelievable wen my bodies wrapped around you Forever could never be enough But it's not thru physical wen my soul is tryin to reach you The
The first time I fell in love was long ago I didn't know how to give my love at all The next time I settled for what felt so close But without romance
We could write the story of how we fell apart But your truth and mine ain't the same So I'll write the words into my heart Fot the chapter that bears
A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay Funk Dog exclusive A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay You wanna know what we say in da club? A bay bay Whites folks, gangstas
To The Back When I Hit The Door Them Niggas Ain't Know How To Act Them Hoes Grabbing On My Chain Pullin On My Plastic ( hurricane ) Want Me to Take Em
Ay bang bang(Ay) [X3] Ay bang bang(Ay) [X3] Ay bang bang(Ay) [X3] Ay bang bang(Ay) [X3] [Chorus:] You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da ring (Ay bang bang)
[Hook: x10] Bang bang bang bang [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
Hurricane Chris 5150 Ratchet A Bay Bay (The Ratchet Remix) [Chorus 1:] Im in the club hollerin' A bay bay [X5] Im in the club hollerin' A bay bay [X5]
It's been a long time comin' They wonder why I act like this, ya heard me That's all I know They see I still I got much to learn But I know I still I
freaky Lil' momma don't believe me I showed her, I showed her, I beat it out the frame I told her I'm a beast and lil' momma I'm Hurricane And now,
wanna to keep her close by like a side kick She the type of chick that ain't gon' never look sloppy I'mma beat it out the frame, Hurricane that's who
wouldnt've went to school momma i love you in a way that i just cant explain from your only child Chris Williams-Hurricane Chorus(hurricane Chris):
I'm 18 in a S550 platinum on 22 inches Dem haters say they gon' back me tell dem haters come get wit me I'm finna run da game, these other rappers lame
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Hurricane Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bum bum bum Bum bum
nigga please, you probably just with some freaks. Now see this just be what I'm talkin bout, I need me a gutta chick, who gon keep it gutta with, Hurricane Chris or just Hurricane