• 标题:Chillin (Main)
  • 歌手:Wale ft. Lady GaGa
  • 专辑:Chillin (Promo CDS)
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    Na Na Na Na... Na Na Na Na... Hey Hey Hey... Goodbyeeeeee... Hey!
    Lookin at, lookin at, lookin at me
    Look at that, look how they lookin at me
    Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
    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
    SHIIIT 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 your 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
    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... Whoaaaa!
    Driving my car to a foreign place
    Lookin at me, now they know my face
    We want it all now, we got all YESSSS
    Look At That, Look at how they lookin at usss
    Yea, they keep sayin whale but my name Wal-e
    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!
    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 moneyyy!
    LV on my luggage
    Them Bammas goin hate, and I love it, fuck 'em
    DC chillin, PG chillin