Author Topic: CHILLIN' 4 LIFE (Read 489 times)

Herbal_Life · « **on:** October 13, 2009, 02:49:34 PM »

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CHILLIN' 4 LIFE

Chilling with my girl in downtown Burbank
In a car she was blasting Hoobastank
I said change that shit; she said it ain’t no thang
She changed the track to some gangster shit; bang-bang
We chilled some more and hit up some Hindu Skanks (weed)

Chilling with my girl in downtown Burbank
She wanted to go home, but not alone, & she wanted me to spend the night
First I say slow rub, back scrub, me relaxing in a bathtub
Bathtub then she fell asleep on my lap like cheetah’s cub
Lit up my dub, with my light bulb called up Roccy & hit up the nightclub

We ain’t chilling in a 7 series Beemer, but your girl is on my wiener
I ain’t Muslim nor a Jew, but I keep it Kosher, giving the bitch more exposure
Nissan we rolling in gives me a Maxima of Exposure, For sure it ain’t torture
Clubbing high is a like a venture, filled with Adventure, with extremely rich texture
Looking for more bitches with proper gesture, ready to fuck without extra lecture

Drained off energy, I’m ready to crash; B-Vitamins are useless like an unplugged light
Making my way to my bitch’s room, trying to make less noise as I come off the shrooms
She wakes up, gives my blunt she rolled up, and I call Sccit & he’s down to throw it up
We chill altogether with Sccit, Roccy, and Lights, looking more fun because reality bites
Rolled up, & its ready to be thrown up, its nothing major, but a major part of growing up