Lil Jon and The East Side Boyz Bia-Bia Lyrics

[Hook x2]
Bia Bia, why ya actin' like a - like a
Bia Bia, why ya fussin' like a - like a
Bia Bia, why ya lookin' like a - like a
Bia Bia, why ya frontin' like a - like a

[Lil' Jon]
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Stop actin like a b____ and get cho' hands up
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Stop actin like a b____ and get cho' hands up
Well throw yo click up, throw yo click up
Stop actin like a b____ and throw yo click up
Throw yo click up, throw yo click up
Stop actin like a b____ and throw yo click up
Well what chu' lookin' at n____, what chu' lookin' at n____
What chu' lookin' at n____, what chu' lookin' at n____
What chu' lookin' at n____, what chu' lookin' at n____
What chu' lookin' at n____, what chu' lookin' at n____
Now what chu' wanna do, what chu' wanna do
Got d___ it, f___ n____ what chu' wanna do
What chu' wanna do (You scared), what chu' wanna do (You scared)
Well n____ f___ you, f___ you, f___ you, f___ you

[Hook x2]

[Too $hort]
Well pour me some Bombay and fire up that bomb
It's about time somebody checked you, you b____ a__ punk
I heard you slapped ya woman cause she told ya the truth
Real n____s, bring out the ho in you
Us pimp n____s get a foul ho, we chin check her
All you do is play the role n____, you just an actor
Won't let a b____ breathe, if she wanted with your's
You just a weak m_________er, so insecure
How come she can't leave home without gettin' cussed out
Every time you get mad, you say get the f___ out
But I told her, I said it's cool, get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick n____ if you tell me you's a playa, you's a lie
Cause you'll never be like Willie Dynamite and Super-Fly
You just a...

[Hook x2]

[Chyna Whyte]
b__p, b__p, b__p, b__p lettin' off shots
Double glock, glock, ch-ch, n____ pop pop
It don't stop in that Dirty South
Burn up this whole block, that's what this be about
n____s livin lawless, n____s labeled hardest
Gonna see who's life is shortest
Regaurdless this whole world to me is garbage
Tryin' to reap my harvest
I'm starvin' livin a life of ballin'
Im still tryin' to find my callin'
And make a change, look into my eyes all you see is pain
Look up in the sky all I see is rain, ain't no sunshine
Call me a monkey, but look I got Kay Nine bloodlines
With P-9's and semi-autos, ain't guaranteed tomorrow
Maintain my burrow
I represent the slums, ate the crumbs
Now I'm reachin' for a new height
Nothin' but love and we glued tight
Played and renew sight
Hustlin' for food type
Who the dopest on the planet b____, Chyna Whyte