Chillin With My Bitch
Jazze Pha/T.I.
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Ay, ay, dig bro
I'mma holla at y'all in a minute, ya know
I'm finna go change clothes man
Go get real spiffy man
Go kick it with my niggas man
Y'all just hold it down, aight
Ay, I left the kids at the crib and the squad in the trap
Now I'm in a two seater with my blunt in my lap
The Alpine's beatin' but I'm far away from rappin'
Bustin' print shot of Ace of Mar, gave her half, I
Put up my blues, put on some tailor made slacks
Some wing tip shoes, what'cha know about that?
Buttoned down, cuff links, haircut, no hat
Just felt like gettin' clean to show I know how to act
And even Marcus let my girl blow three or four stacks
Got forever to cut the fool, to damn or relax
In a real cool mood, no beef, no guns
But they real close by, niggas better know that
I ain't hangin' with my niggas, pullin' no triggers
I'll be back to the trap but for now
I'm chillin' with my bitches, hey
I'm chillin' with my bitches today
I ain't hangin' with my partners, I'm out eatin' lobster
I'm on some grown man shit, ya dig?
I'm chillin' with my bitches, hey
I'm chillin' with my bitches today
Chillin' hard, no drama from none of my baby mama's
With my hottie, takin' shots of sake at Benihana's
Known to kick it like we rich as Guy Ritchie and Madonna
Or either Will and Jada on vacation for the summer
Me and my lil' mama, blowin' big as we wanna
Got a big sack of some of that yayo from California
A bottle of Patron and a six-pack of Corona
Blunt aroma got the six hot and steamin' like a sauna
So I let the top back and I bend another corner
Take her to the W so I can put it on her
Got the suite for a week but we can stay a lil' longer
I ain't trippin, that's the shit that make relationships stronger
I ain't hangin' with my niggas, pullin' no triggers
I'll be back to the trap but for now
I'm chillin' with my bitches, hey
I'm chillin' with my bitches today
I ain't hangin' with my partners, I'm out eatin' lobster
I'm on some grown man shit, ya dig?
I'm chillin' with my bitches, hey
I'm chillin' with my bitches today
Tonight I'm gon' chill with my lady friend
She the type to keep a nigga open
I'm chillin' with my bitches today
Ay, I left 'em stressin' the streets and I'm a long way from home
Put up the vest and the Glock, fuck it, threw away my phone
My partners wouldn't wanna be on the kinda shit that I'm on, man
Livin' life and kickin' it like a grown man
Sittin' in the sand, drinkin' piรฑa coladas
With a double shot of rum, just chillin' right by the water
No judges, no lawyers, in a whole 'nother world
Just a bottle and this old joint, blowin' with my girl
I ain't hangin' with my niggas, pullin' no triggers
I'll be back to the trap but for now
I'm chillin' with my bitches, hey
I'm chillin' with my bitches today
I ain't hangin' with my partners, I'm out eatin' lobster
I'm on some grown man shit, ya dig?
I'm chillin' with my bitches, hey
I'm chillin' with my bitches today
Tonight I'm gon' chill with my lady friend
She the type to keep a nigga open
I'm chillin' with my bitches today