Jonas got that Jigga Juice

Ive quite often thought about an Ep or album filled with "dub edits"of their songs, similar to what they did with My twin, and In the white on the singles. I think alot of their music would translate particularily well to that style. Then when that all blows over they should bring back the brutal sounds!
 
I have this song as my ringtone... best song ever.


"A Bay Bay"

[Intro]
Dis baby dream everybody say A Bay Bay

[Hurricane Jonas]
A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay [4x]

[Chorus]
You wanna know what Jonas say in da club (A Bay Bay)
White folks, gangstas, and the thugs (A Bay Bay)
Stuntin with a stacks of dem dubs (A Bay Bay)
Ridin in the lac' with a mug (A Bay Bay)

Jonas in da club hollerin
A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay [2x]
Jonas in da club hollerin

[Verse 1: Hurrican Chris]
Now when Jonas holla A Bay Bay,
He finna get his groove on
Its so hot up in da club
That Jonas aint got no shoes on
Holdin up a big stack of dem honeys
In a rubberband
So dont ask Jonas for no cash
Cause he not that other man
Everybody trippin cause Jonas limpin when he walkin
And Jonas pimpin when he talkin
Jonas dont trick 'em when he talkin
Them boys in the back
They be rollin up they dopey
And they blow until choke
And thats what got his got his game flossin
Wen Jonas see a bad chick he hollerin out A Bay Bay
Hope ya'll aint with your boyfriend
Cuz Jonas dont care what they say
And Jonas dont care what he say, or she say
Jonas in the DJ both takin pics. with the DJ
You wanna know what Katatonia say
When the clubs get crunk (wat) A Bay Bay
Let it play thats Jonas's song turn it up (ok)
You wanna know what Katatonia say
When the clubs get crunk (wat) A Bay Bay
Let it play thats Jonas's song turn it up

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Hurricane Chris]
Now if you lookin for Jonas baby
You can find him bangin in the chevy
Candy painted swangin 90
Big cars creep with Jonas's people right behind him
Jonas showed 'em his chain
And now she hollerin where you findin me
Show his mouth piece to them freaks
Now they hirin him
Oh u gotta fire dem well i hope you aint tryin Jonas
Throw the car in park then Jonas reach under his seat
Hop out with his hand under his shirt
Thats where that 9 be
Youngin tryna chirp Jonas
She tryna see where he be
You goin to let Jonas get in your mouth
Well thats where he gonna be
Unpop trunk with lights
Thats where the chopper be
Straight to the hotel
All the baddest chicks followin Jonas
JOnas know you like his style
He aint trippin he just tryna see
Gurl is you drunk
Well tell Jonas why you leanin on him
And if you thankin Jonas a stunt you trippin
Jonas pulled up in an expedition with the roof missin

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Hurricane Chris]
A Bay Bay let it play thats Jonas's song turn it up
Jonas in the club hot, crunk, sweatin, burnin up
Jonas bouncin thru the crowd
Buckin, and hollerin wass up
When Jonas done fell out on the dance floor
And now hecant get up
J's on ya feet but you cant get ease
Loui vaton brown, white, and yellow trick please
Jonas go to Saint Louis and let his chain hang low
Conary yellow diamonds mixed with rows gold
Jonas shine real bright in the light cause he a star
8 shots of patron now Jonas standin on the bar
Tried to get drunk as a skunk
And put the keys in the wrong car
Prolly got drunk as a skunk
And put the keys in the wrong car

[Chorus]

A Bay Bay let it play Jonas my song turn it up
[10x]
 
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Lord Darksoul, I now want to kill you after I saw that video. I thought I had heard the last of the horrible piece of shit AY BAY BAY "song", UGH I hate that fucking song...

Oh and Negronomous:
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I have an inexplicable obsession with A Bay Bay that's lasted well over a year now:

Just yesterday I bought some Patron because Hurricane Chris raps about it, even though it cost me 50 bones when I can get tequilla that'll do the job for less than half the price.


I was in the filthiest, nastiest strip club in Baltimore that you can imagine... I paid the stripper with the BIGGEST ASS I've ever seen $20 to do her dance to A Bay Bay while my friends and I tried to throw crumpled up dollar bills into her gaping butt and rapped along with Hurricane. After leaving the club, I holla'd A BAY BAY at every woman that I saw on the streets at 2am.

I look at A Bay Bay shirts everyday on E-bay... contemplating whether to buy one or not... sad.

I was walking down Bourbon St. in New Orleans a few months ago when I hear A Bay Bay playing in a club... I ran in as fast as I could and laid down my most unholy of dance moves. I was the only white person in there, and apparently the kindly denizens of this bar were not pleased as they thought I was making a mockery (though I really do love Hurricane Chris). I almost got served.

I go to the local meat market/booty club here all the time with my middle-aged African American friend. I tell womens that he's Hurricane Chris's dad and that I'm in HC's gang, and ask them if they want to go do coke with us in HC's tourbus.

I have a Hurricane Chris ringtone.

I told my classmates that I'm going to find the little kid from the video, beat him up, and put video of it on Youtube. I think it really weirded a few of my classmates with kids out.



Essentially... I consider Hurricane Chris the Darkthrone of rap. He may not be the most complex or technically gifted rapper, but there's just such a krvnk spirit to his lyrics. My goal in life is to live as though I'm the Satanic Hurricane Chris. I guess it's just a Dirty Souf thing... if you don't live here, you're not going to understand.