Chillin With My Bitch

T.I.

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    [Intro]
    Dig pimp... I'ma holla at y'all in a minute, I'm finna go change clothes mayne
    go get real spiffy mayne, go kick it with my broad, I'ma holla atchall later..

    [Verse 1]
    I left the kids at the crib, and the squad in the trap
    Now I'm in the two-seater with my broad in my lap
    The alpines beatin', but I'm far away from rappin'
    Bumpin' Prince, Sade, or some Marvin Gaye perhaps, I
    Put up my blues, put on some tailor made slacks
    Some wing tip shoes, whachu know about that?
    Button down, cufflinks, hair cut, no hat
    Just felt like gettin' clean and show I know how to act
    At Neiman & Marcus let my girl blow three or four stacks
    Gotta forever to cut the food, and damn I'm relaxed
    In a real cool mood, no beef, no gats
    But then real close by, niggaz better know that

    [Chorus - Jazze Pha]
    I ain't hangin' with my niggaz, pullin' no triggaz
    I'll be back to the trap, but for now
    I'm chillin' with my bitch today, I'm chillin' with my bitch today
    I ain't hangin' with my potnaz, I'm out eatin' lobster
    I'm on some grown man shit, ya dig
    I'm chillin' with my bitch today, I'm chillin' with my bitch today

    [Verse 2]
    This shit look hard, no drama from none of my baby mama's
    With my hottie, takin' shots of saki at Benihana
    Known to kick it like we riches, got Richie and Madonna
    Or either Will and Jada, on vacation for the summer
    Me and my lil' mama, blowin' big as we wanna
    Gotta big sack of some of that shit from California
    A bottle of Patron and a six pack of Corona
    Dro aroma got the six hot steamin' like a sauna
    So I let the top back and I bend anotha corner
    Check into 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

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    [Chorus - repeat]

    [Hook]
    Tonight I'm gon chill with my lady friend
    She the type to keep a nigga open
    I'm chillin' with my bitch today

    [Verse 3]
    I left the stress in the streets and I'm a long way from home
    Put up the vest and the chrome, even through with my phone
    My potnaz don't wanna be on the shit that I'm on mayne
    Livin' life and kickin' it like a grown man
    Sittin' in the sand, drinkin' pina 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 ?? dro, blowin' with my girl

    [Chorus - repeat]

    [Repeat Hook]

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