The Game I'm Chillin feat. Dre & Fergie Lyrics

You Got's To Chill

I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8]

[The Game:]
Guess who's bizzack No it ain't hypno
L.A. Dodger fitted cap with the brim low
Blowin' on endo Roll down the window
Matter fact let the top back and watch the wind blow
Black on black lamborghini with the dizzor
Up in the air with the pedal on the flizzor
Bandana tied around the rear view mirror
(Red bandana got 'em bangin' new mirror)
Something on my waist n____s can't get near us
b____es 'round me shakin a__ like Shakira
n____s poppin' Chrystal everytime they hear us
I stay on n____s mind like a new era

[Chorus:]
G to the A to the M to the E to the D to the O to the N to the T to the S to the T to the O to the m____f**kin P
That means I'm Chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8]

[The Game:]
Doing my two step Red strings on my louis
I don't know how to dance so don't step on my louis
b____es on the dance floor bouncin' like a p___star
Legs in the air like the doors on a foreign car
Post it up the bar everybody strizzap
Double GAME chains hanging down to my lizzap
Every n____ in my click stay iced out
Reach for a chain,red beam, turn your lights out
Shut the club down, The Game don't stop
In the parking lot, lemon lime patron shots
Looking for Ciara, heard about the goodies
Hurricanes in a BlackWallStreet Hoodie

[Chorus:]
G to the A to the M to the E to the D to the O to the N to the T to the S to the T to the O to the m____f**kin P

That means I'm Chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8]

[The Game:]
Everybody know when The Game in the clizzub
20 impalas outside on the dizzubs
Everything chrome from the rims to the strizzads
Panties gettin' wet everytime they see 'em lift ups
So hop in the back seat if you're a freak
Three wheel motion got 'em sliddin' on they seat
8 0 8 drums got 'em griddin' to the beat
Turn high beams on bring the club to the streets
If you jump off n____s know what I'm about
Million dollar man bring the drama to yo house
Hommies outside, Wearing that a__ out
I'm gettin' a lap dance, Smoking chronic on your couch

[Chorus:]
G to the A to the M to the E to the D to the O to the N to the T to the S to the T to the O to the m____f**kin P
That means I'm Chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8]

[x2:]
I'm chillin' in the house
Rollin' in the car
Coolin' in the tub
Drinkin' at the bar

Fergie:

(x2)
drinkin drinkin at the drinkin
drinkin drinkin at the bar

The Game:

G to the A to the M to the E to the D to the O to the N to the T to the S to the T to the O to the m____f**kin P
That means I'm Chillin'

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