Chillin With My Bitch

(álbum: Urban Legend - 2004)

[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 beating, but I'm far away from rapping
Bumping 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 getting 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 hanging with my niggaz, pulling no triggaz
I'll be back to the trap, but for now
I'm chilling with my bitch today, I'm chilling with my bitch today
I ain't hanging with my potnaz, I'm out eating lobster
I'm on some grown man shit, ya dig
I'm chilling with my bitch today, I'm chilling with my bitch today

[Verse 2]
This shit look hard, no drama from none of my baby mama's
With my hottie, taking shots of saki at Benihana
Known to kick it like we riches, Guy Richie and Madonna
Or either Will and Jada, on vacation for the summer
Me and my lil' mama, blowing 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 steaming 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 tripping, that's the shit that make relationships stronger

[Chorus repeat]

[Hook]
Tonight I'm gon chill with my lady friend
She the type to keep a nigga open
I'm chilling 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
Living life and kicking it like a grown man
Sitting in the sand, drinking pina coladas
With a double shot of rum, just chilling right by the water
No judges, no lawyers, in a whole 'nother world
Just a bottle and this O ah dro, blowing with my girl

[Chorus repeat]

[Repeat Hook]