Chords for Hurricane- Ay Bay Bay

Tempo:
76.9 bpm
Chords used:

F

Ebm

Eb

Gb

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Hurricane- Ay Bay Bay chords
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This baby drink everybody see
Ay Bebe, Ay [Ebm] [Eb]
Bebe [F] x K early
Ay [Eb] Bebe [Gb] [Eb]
x 4
[F] I don't [Eb] wanna know what you say in the [B] club Ay Bebe
[Ebm] White folks can't just set the globe Ay Bebe
[F] [Eb] Starting with the [Ebm] stack with them gold
Ayy, baby, riding in the lab with a mug
Ayy, baby, I'm in the [F] club hollering
Ayy, baby, [Ebm] [F] I'm in the [Ebm] club hollering
Now when I holler, ayy, baby, I'm [Eb] finna get my groove on
It's so hot up in the club that [Gb] I ain't got no [Eb] shoes on
I'm holding up a big stack of them hundreds in a rubber band
So don't ask me for no cash, [F] cause I'm not that [Ebm] other man
Everybody tripping cause I'm lipping when I'm broken
And I'm pimpin' when I'm [F] talking, I don't smick on chicken sausage
Them bars in the bank, they be rolling up their [Eb] dough
They getting their flow until they're smoking, that's what got [F] the gang [Ebm] talking
When I see a [F] bad chick, I'm hollering out, ayy, [Eb] baby
Hope y'all ain't with y'all boyfriends, cause I don't care what they say
And I don't care what he say or she say
I'm in the DJ booth taking [F] pictures with the DJ
You [Eb] wanna know what we say when clubs get crunk?
Ayy, [Ebm] baby, let it play, that's my song, turn it up
[F] You [Ebm] wanna know what we say when clubs get crunk?
Ayy, baby, let it play, that's my song, turn it up
[F] You wanna [Ebm] know what we say in the club?
White folks, gangsters, and the thugs
[F] [Ebm] Stunting with a stack of them thugs
Riding in the [Bb] lap with them mugs
[F] I'm in the [Ebm] club hollering, ayy, baby
Ayy, baby, ayy, baby, ayy, [F] baby
I'm in the [Ebm] club hollering, ayy, baby
Ayy, baby, ayy, baby, ayy, baby
Ayy, baby, I'm in the [Eb] club hollering
Now if you looking for me, baby, you can find me
Banging in the Chevy, canning [Gb] painted, swinging [Eb] 9D
In Carl's Creek with my people right behind me
I showed her my chain, now she [Gb] hollering, boy, you [Eb] finding me
Show my [B] mouthpiece to them freaks, now they [Ebm] eyeing me
Oh, you got a problem?
Well, I hope you ain't trying [Eb] me
Go [N] to Carl's Park and then I reach under my [Eb] seat
Hop out with my hand under my shirt, [F] that's where that [Ebm] ass at
Y'all [N] up on surfing me, she trying to see where [Ebm] I'mma be
You gon' let me get up in your mouth, well, that's where I'mma be
[F] I'm hop-crunk with lights, that's where that [Ebm] top'll be
Straight to the hotel, all the bad chicks is following me
I know you like my [Abm] style, I ain't tripping, I'm just trying [Eb] to see
Girl, if you drunk, well, tell me why [F] you leaning all [Ebm] on me
And if you planking on a stunt, you tripping
I put up in an expedition with [F] you
I'm walking, [Ebm] playing in the club
White folks, gangsters in the club
[F] Stunt [Ebm] with a stack, put them doors
Ride in the lab with a mule
I'm in the club [Eb] hollering
[Ebm] [F] I'm in [Ebm]
[Fm] the club [Eb] hollering
I'm in the club hollering
I'm hot, crunk, sweating, [Gb] burning up
[Eb] I'm bouncing through the crowd, bucking and hollering, what's up
[Ebm] And I done fell out on the dance floor, and now I [F] can't get up
[Ebm] Ladies on your feet, but you can't get these
Blue and baton, brown, white, and yellow [F] chick fleas
[Eb] I'm hot, crunk, and [F] say, Louis, and let my chain hang low
[Ebm] Canary yellow diamonds mixed with [F] rose gold
[Ebm] I shine real bright [C] in the light because I'm a star
[Eb] Eight shots, super grown, now I'm standing on the bar
Probably get [F] drunk as a spark and put the keys in the wrong car
[Eb] [F] You wanna [Eb] know what we play in the club
White folks, gangsters in the club
[F] Stunt [Ebm] with a stack, put them doors
Ride in the lab with a mule
I'm [F] in the club [Ebm] hollering
I'm [F] in the club [Ebm] hollering
[F]
[Gb] [Ebm] [F] [Ebm]
[F] [Ebm]
[F] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Ebm] [F] [Ebm]
I'm in the club hollering
Baby, baby, play [F] this my song, turn it up
[Ebm] Baby, baby, play this my song, turn it up
Baby, baby, play this my [F] song, turn it up
Key:  
F
134211111
Ebm
13421116
Eb
12341116
Gb
134211112
B
12341112
F
134211111
Ebm
13421116
Eb
12341116
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This baby drink everybody see
Ay Bebe, _ _ Ay _ [Ebm] _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ Bebe _ [F] x K early
Ay [Eb] Bebe _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ [Eb] _ _
x 4
[F] I don't [Eb] wanna know what you say in the [B] club Ay Bebe
[Ebm] White folks can't just set the globe Ay Bebe
[F] [Eb] Starting with the [Ebm] stack with them gold
Ayy, baby, riding in the lab with a mug
Ayy, baby, I'm in the [F] club hollering
Ayy, baby, _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [F] I'm in the [Ebm] club hollering _
_ _ _ _ _ Now when I holler, ayy, baby, I'm [Eb] finna get my groove on
It's so hot up in the club that [Gb] I ain't got no [Eb] shoes on
I'm holding up a big stack of them hundreds in a rubber band
So don't ask me for no cash, [F] cause I'm not that [Ebm] other man
Everybody tripping cause I'm lipping when I'm broken
And I'm pimpin' when I'm [F] talking, I don't smick on chicken sausage
Them bars in the bank, they be rolling up their [Eb] dough
They getting their flow until they're smoking, that's what got [F] the gang [Ebm] talking
When I see a [F] bad chick, I'm hollering out, ayy, [Eb] baby
Hope y'all ain't with y'all boyfriends, cause I don't care what they say
And I don't care what he say or she say
I'm in the DJ booth taking [F] pictures with the DJ
You [Eb] wanna know what we say when clubs get crunk?
Ayy, [Ebm] baby, let it play, that's my song, turn it up
[F] You [Ebm] wanna know what we say when clubs get crunk?
Ayy, baby, let it play, that's my song, turn it up
[F] You wanna [Ebm] know what we say in the club?
White folks, gangsters, and the thugs
[F] [Ebm] Stunting with a stack of them thugs
Riding in the [Bb] lap with them mugs
[F] I'm in the [Ebm] club hollering, ayy, baby
Ayy, baby, ayy, baby, ayy, [F] baby
I'm in the [Ebm] club hollering, ayy, baby
Ayy, baby, ayy, baby, ayy, baby
Ayy, baby, I'm in the [Eb] club hollering
Now if you looking for me, baby, you can find me
Banging in the Chevy, canning [Gb] painted, swinging [Eb] 9D
In Carl's Creek with my people right behind me
I showed her my chain, now she [Gb] hollering, boy, you [Eb] finding me
Show my [B] mouthpiece to them freaks, now they [Ebm] eyeing me
Oh, you got a problem?
Well, I hope you ain't trying [Eb] me
Go [N] to Carl's Park and then I reach under my [Eb] seat
Hop out with my hand under my shirt, [F] that's where that [Ebm] ass at
Y'all [N] up on surfing me, she trying to see where [Ebm] I'mma be
You gon' let me get up in your mouth, well, that's where I'mma be
[F] I'm hop-crunk with lights, that's where that [Ebm] top'll be
Straight to the hotel, all the bad chicks is following me
I know you like my [Abm] style, I ain't tripping, I'm just trying [Eb] to see
Girl, if you drunk, well, tell me why [F] you leaning all [Ebm] on me
And if you planking on a stunt, you tripping
I put up in an expedition with [F] you
I'm walking, [Ebm] playing in the club
White folks, gangsters in the club
[F] Stunt [Ebm] with a stack, put them doors
Ride in the lab with a mule
I'm in the club [Eb] hollering _
_ [Ebm] _ _ _ [F] I'm in [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] the club [Eb] hollering _
I'm in the club hollering
I'm hot, crunk, sweating, [Gb] burning up
[Eb] I'm bouncing through the crowd, bucking and hollering, what's up
[Ebm] And I done fell out on the dance floor, and now I [F] can't get up
[Ebm] Ladies on your feet, but you can't get these
Blue and baton, brown, white, and yellow [F] chick fleas
[Eb] I'm hot, crunk, and [F] say, Louis, and let my chain hang low
[Ebm] Canary yellow diamonds mixed with [F] rose gold
[Ebm] I shine real bright [C] in the light because I'm a star
[Eb] Eight shots, super grown, now I'm standing on the bar
Probably get [F] drunk as a spark and put the keys in the wrong car
[Eb] _ _ [F] You wanna [Eb] know what we play in the club
White folks, gangsters in the club
[F] Stunt [Ebm] with a stack, put them doors
Ride in the lab with a mule
I'm [F] in the club [Ebm] hollering _
_ _ _ I'm [F] in the club [Ebm] hollering _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Gb] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [F] _ _ [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Ebm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Ebm] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [F] _ [Ebm] _ _
_ I'm in the club hollering
Baby, baby, play [F] this my song, turn it up
[Ebm] Baby, baby, play this my song, turn it up
Baby, baby, play this my [F] song, turn it up _

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