Yeah, I'm chillin with my nigga, I'm chillin with my nigga, Yeah, I'm chillin with my nigga,
My goin out tonight, yeah And fall back tonight Me and my man it in tonight Yeah, we get it in tonight
We smoke somethin Drink somethin, somethin So, he can beat the up Like he somethin
Yeah, yall what it is, its your girl comin at you Shot out to all my dope boys in the Huggin the block wee hours in the mornin Shot out to my sexy who know how to put it on So they
Yeah, I'm chillin with my nigga, I'm chillin with my nigga, Yeah, I'm chillin with my nigga,
My girls goin out tonight, And I'ma fall back Me and my man it in tonight Yeah, we gonna get it in
We smoke somethin, drink somethin, toast somethin So, he can beat the pussy up he stole somethin Get it poppin all night till 4 somethin And then we right at it 'round 6 somethin
It's to be girls night out So you know he got my cursin me out Sayin that I'm and he turnin me out No need for the gym he be workin me out
For me, he got a appetite Lick my ice like a tasty delight The bond between us is I heard, dude, poppin tonight (What?)
I ain't goin to the No with my girls I'm chillin with ma nigga R.Kelly got a but I can't go I'm chillin with ma tonight
Victoria Secret on Layin up with my tonight we about to get it on We off the phone It's all about my man,
Yeah, tonight just me and my boo Candle light dinner, sippin wine too Lingerie, see through, you how I do Playin slow to set the mood
Marvin Gaye, Luther Vandross, a little Anita In the bed laughin at and Gina All eyes on us like Brad and No can come us (Nope)
The things he do gives me the Like out I love you in 100 dollar bills He don't think about playin the field He in ecstasy without the pills
He me like a queen, I love the way he courts me Makin love in the Ferrari he just me Playstation, Fight Night I stereo poppin tonight (What?)
I ain't to the club No hangin with my I'm chillin with ma nigga R.Kelly got a but I can't go I'm chillin with my nigga
Victoria lingerie on Layin up with my nigga we about to get it on We off the phone It's all my man, tonight
From the bed to the To the room and couch We done blessed room In this New penthouse
Miami estate by the lake We ain't pornos, we watchin our own sex tape I caught a all over his jimmy So when he it in me he drunk off the Kimmy
I make a bust faster then a semi Cause Kimmy get the Kenny, rock harder a penny Full massage, champagne, bubble bath we make love on a bed made of cash
He can't get enough, he always ready to He loves how I'm just like a hour glass This niggas tight chillin his wife The day come before the love of his life We in the crib havin a pillow I Lodis poppin tonight (What?)
I ain't to the club No hangin my girls I'm chillin with ma nigga R.Kelly got a show but I go I'm with ma nigga tonight
Victoria lingerie on Layin up ma nigga tonight When we to get it on We off the phone It's all about my man