Lil' Jon And The East Side Boyz - Bia' Bia' 2 Lyrics

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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

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

Well getcho' hands up getcho' hands up

Goddamn it motherfucker getcho' hands up

Getcho' hands up getcho' hands up

Goddamn it motherfucker getcho' hands up

Well throw yo click up throw yo click up

Goddamn it motherfucker throw yo click up

Throw yo click up throw yo click up

Goddamn it motherfucker throw yo click up

Well whatchu' lookin' at nigga whatchu' lookin' at nigga

Whatchu' lookin' at nigga whatchu' lookin' at nigga

Whatchu' lookin' at nigga whatchu' lookin' at nigga

Whatchu' lookin' at nigga whatchu' lookin' at

Now whatchu' wanna do whatchu' wanna do

Goddamn it fuck nigga whatchu' wanna do

Whatchu' wanna do whatchu' wanna do

Well nigga fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you

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

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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

Pour me some Bombay and fire up that bomb

It's about time somebody checked you you bitch ass punk

I heard you slapped ya woman 'cause she told ya the truth

Real niggas bring out the ho in you

Us pimp niggas get a foul ho we chin check her

All you do is play the role nigga you just a actor

Won't let a bitch breathe if she wanted with your's

She just a weak motherfucker so insecure

How come she can't leave home without gettin' cussed out

Every time you get mad you tell her "Get the fuck 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 nigga if you tell me you a playa you's a lie

'Cause you'll never be like Willie Dynamite and Super-Fly

You just a

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

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

Bump bump bump bump lettin' off shots

Double glock glock ch-ch nigga pop pop

It don't stop in that Dirty South

Burn up the whole block that's what this here we 'bout

Niggas livin' lawless niggas labeled hardest

Gonna see who's life is shortest

Regardless this whole world to me is garbage

Tryin' to reap my harvest I'm starvin' less than a life of ballin'

Yet 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 King Nine bloodlines

With P-9's and semi-autos ain't guaranteed tomorrow

Name all my borrow

I represent the slums ate the crumbs

Now I'm reachin' for a new height

Nothin' but love and we grew tight

Played and renew sight hustlin' for food tight

Who the dopiest on the planet bitch Chyna Whyte

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

Bia' Bia'

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