Young Dre
Young Dre - Chillin' songtekst
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Hello, hello, hello, the weed I got is yellow Her booty look like jello and I'm such a lovely fellow If she down to fuck I'm down to fuck, got that weed on lock up A nigga like me stay high as fuck, and she gonna ride up So... stand right, you know she gonna hop in On my neck like a blizzard, word... Before the nigga stick in... I should think twice Cause just like a jamaican... I got something I can take a lot So just chill, let's have a good time Break a 20 dollar middle, you got 2 dimes And the coolest nigga man we got 5 wines And they jamaican so you know they gonna... I smoke a lot of that... I drink a lot But nigga, I'm not an alcoholic I got rubber bands man motherfucker wallet I'm running these... I hope the... don't call it I'm chill my nigga just like an ice cube Ain't no telling man what I might do Your girl told me that she don't like you That's why I'm not a nigga just like you My nigga chill out, chill out, chill out, chill out My nigga just chill out, chill out, chill out, chill out My nigga just chill out, chill out, chill out, chill out And it's 6 in the morning, and my niggas still out Come on, I'm stunting hard, you niggas is fronting hard I'm recognizing these haters, my... is gonna fall My rhymes is wet, so is your girl G spot touching, and now she gave me her word I picture pussy when I'm drawing these haters... these haters Now I chalk deuces... never regret I'm like mister king but I ain't tell the speech yet I told her drop it low and bring it back Chill out, now give me that Never act... keep your guard We are on like we are, in the peace corp Now they want more, she said she want more Just chill, you fucking with 100 dollar bill She say she pop pills, I pimp the 4 mill I'm treal, got niggas scared don't test me My shit shine like I rocks with my necklace My nigga chill out, chill out, chill out, chill out My nigga just chill out, chill out, chill out, chill out My nigga just chill out, chill out, chill out, chill out And it's 6 in the morning, and my nigga still out Word, at times like these When, money's low and hungry hoes roam around the streets You just gotta chill out, chill out Don't stress, just try to be the best man And everything you do, stay true Chill out, chill out, chill out, chill outa