Chillin (feat. Wale)

Lady Gaga

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    Na, na, na, na
    Na, na, na, na
    Hey, hey, hey
    Goodbye, hey!

    Lookin at, lookin at, lookin at me
    Look at that, look how they lookin at me
    Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
    Look at that, look how they lookin at me

    Yeah, DC chillin, PG chillin
    My name Wale and I came to get it
    Came to get it, came to get it
    My name Wale

    Shit, this how you start of 09
    Kickin in the door, and I'm everybody problem
    Stuntin in some other Jordan nines
    I got Phil Knight talkin about
    How you got them?

    Let's talk about the cars ya'll got
    You say you got alotta whips
    Well, I got a lot

    I got the right to be cocky
    Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
    You niggas mad that you not me
    I remain a giant and you're Jeremy Shockey
    And if you ain't heard me properly
    If you speak garbage, then we no capice

    DC chillin, PG chillin, floor to the ceilin
    Stuntin in my billion-air, gear on my
    Millionaire frames
    That's money on my mind, Wale

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    Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
    Stack up your funds like a million bucks
    Across the pond, they all know us
    International, whoa

    Driving my car to a foreign place
    Lookin at me, now they know my face
    We want it all now, we got all, yes
    Look at that, look at how they lookin at us

    Yea, they keep sayin whale but my name Wale
    Ho's call me Mr. Never wear the same thang
    You redundant, you never ever change
    And I'm the same way, M.I. a

    And me cool and Dre get high like planes
    Your man Wale in his own damn lane
    Can't control the box, you are no Mills Lane
    Ain't heard DC since sardines came

    Ha! And I made ya'll love it
    We don't cop plea's
    But ya'll don't cop nothin
    Police come around, don't nobody say nothin
    And you be with the cops
    You niggas is Mclovin

    Dark liquor till we busted
    Till I got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullen
    District of Columbia
    You Bernie Mac funny
    We ain't scared of none of ya!

    Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
    Stack up your funds like a million bucks
    Across the pond, they all know us
    International, whoa

    Driving my car to a foreign place
    Lookin at me, now they know my face
    We want it all now, we got all yes
    Look at that, look at how they lookin at us

    Yeah, DC chillin, PG chillin
    My name Wale and I came to get it
    Came to get it, came to get it
    My name Wale

    Dre, pick 'em, ah, pick'em
    I'll shut 'em all down
    Haters in the crowd
    If you see 'em, point them out

    Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
    Folarin be ballin for all ya'll to see
    Ain't I something? The way I'm stuntin
    My material girls give 'em A-Rod money
    Lv on my luggage
    Them bammas goin hate
    And I love it

    Lookin at, lookin at, lookin at me
    Look at that, look how they lookin at me
    Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
    Look at that, look how they lookin at me

    Yeah, DC chillin, PG chillin
    My name Wale and I came to get it
    Came to get it, came to get it
    My name Wale

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    Composición: Garrett Scott, Arthur D Frashuer, Leka Paul, Bennidict Goodman, C Roy, Lyon Andre Christopher, Marcello Valenzano, Makeba Woods, Lady Gaga y Olubowale Akintemehin

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