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Z-Ro - Let's Chill lyrics
(Mexican D) What's up baby, Mexican D hollering this Just getting back with you, told you we was gone chill Come through, blow something, smoke something You know how we do it, keeping it real on this side Letting y'all broads know, we too real [Z-Ro] What's happening I see you capping trying to play that role like you don't know me Come into my world of diamonds and pearls cause you look a little bit lonely I decided I wan to to cut, couldn't help but notice the shape of your butt And the way you stretch just drive a player nuts, man what's up Could I just talk to you for a second I don't want to take up all your time But see your 36, 24, 36, done blew my mind I can't take it the way shake it to make me have to push up on you To see if we have anything in common, you see I like to smoke marijuana Would you be interested in smoking a square, running my fingers through your hair Go to the Residance Inn with a 3's and 10's coming up out of underwear See I'ma be chilling, I won't be hard, got a wife at home so don't leave no scars On my back, cause Z-Ro penetrates so if you gone see stars I'ma get the roof up out killing out when I have do a little wine and take a little bath Sip a little wine to ease my mind then it's back to knocking you down All you got to do is put me in the penn got to bet it won't sink, I'm around the way Make you want to tell somebody cause I'm a square or something Keep it on the low and we could do this today [Chorus] Let's chill, so I could knock you down Cause all that I want to do, is fornicate with you Let's chill, and we can bump and grind I want to get into you, that's all I want to do [Enjoli] Ok, seen you peeping a storm, so I took the opportunity to jump in my ride And we could bump heads again and see we could go inside With our minds, you got something that I cut for The bald head and the thug in you, that makes me want to lust you You balling with your boys, while I'm funk deep with my girls Diamonds glistening to the tip of my chrome just missing the curb Hey love, what I got to give is probably more than you could receive But we can compromise and bump many times my body's at ease Did I shock you when I approached when I said let's chill Or did I shock you when I didn't knock you for coming straight up and real Show me a good time, make me feel like I'm in paradise Me and you, one on one I ain't trying to claim to be your wife So let's just chill, and take time for two of the same minds To make twice the hustle and grind and fornications that's on your mind Won't you meet me at my place, I say around 10 and don't be late Cause I want you to feel me when I say classified ladies want to chill baby [Chorus] [Z-Ro] I can feel your earth, wind and fire so retire to my rap sure If you grin it means I win and then your skins have been captured If you one to five times and knocking five times of running away together Bumping and grinding, smoking and leaning steady reclining up on the lever Get aquatinted with eachother as we feel the Mo City These cats ain't having it when they do they thang and no never show pity But if you scared, I mean you not alone it might be the ghetto but I call it home 90 percent of the killers are cool with me so it's cool to sit back and blow a bag with me So if I said I wanted to be your better half, you know that I was lying No disrespect but I want some sex, can a player get up in between the thighs But if you say I move too fast, I'ma slow my role and romance We can go to the Papa Do's and all of those fancy places and then slow dance Under the candle light, sipping Dom Perignon The stereo bumping our slow jam song From 2 to 6 we ball in the mix and chains sex places getting it on Cause I'm a pimp baby, not a simp and I want to be the trick in your life It's plain and clear that a g came here to put this dick in your life [Chorus - 3x] |
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