Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chillin , by - Wale. Song from the album Attention Deficit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Chillin |
| Look at, lookin' at, lookin' at me |
| Look at that, look how they lookin' at me |
| Eyes all stickin' Like honey on bees |
| Look At that, Look how they lookin' at me |
| 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 off '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 y’all got |
| You say you got a lotta whips, well I got a lot |
| I got the right to be cocky |
| Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me |
| You niggas mad cause you not me |
| I remain a giant while you’re Jeremy Shockey |
| And if you ain’t heard me properly |
| If you speak garbage, then we no capiche |
| DC chillin', PG chillin', floor To the ceilin' |
| Stuntin' in my Billionaire gear on my |
| Millionaire frames, that’s money on my mind, Wale |
| Get 'em all, get 'em all, pick 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 it all, yesss |
| Look at that, look how they lookin' at usss |
| They keep sayin' whale, but my name Wale |
| Hoes call me «Mr. |
| Never-Wear-The Same-Thing» |
| You redundant, You never ever change |
| And I’m the same way, M.I.A |
| And me, Cool & Dre gettin' 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 y’all love it |
| We don’t cop pleas, but y’all don’t cop nothin' |
| Police come around don’t nobody say nothin' |
| And you be with the cops, you niggas is McLovin |
| Dark liquor 'til we busted |
| 'Til I got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullin |
| District of Columbia |
| You Bernie Mac funny, we ain’t scared of none of ya |
| Get 'em all, get 'em all, pick 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 it all, yesss |
| Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at usss |
| 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 |
| Dre, pickin' my, pick’em |
| I’ll shut them 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 y’all 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 |
| Look at, lookin' at, lookin' at me |
| Look at that, look how they lookin' at me |
| Eyes all stickin' Like honey on bees |
| Look At that, Look how they lookin' at me |
| 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 |