"I'm Chillin'" lyrics - THE GAME

THE GAME

"I'm Chillin'"

[Intro: Sample]
You gots to chill (To chill-to chill-to chill)

[Chorus: will.i.am]
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'

[Verse 1: The Game]
Guess who's bizzack? No, it ain't him, no
L.A. Dodger fitted cap with the brim low
Blowin' on indo, roll down the window
Matter fact, let the top back and watch the wind blow
Black on black Lamborghini with the dizzors
Up in the air with the pedal on the flizzor
Bandana tied around the rear view mirror
(Red bandana got 'em bangin' new era)
Somethin' on my waist, niggas can't get near us
Bitches 'round me shakin' ass like Shakira
Niggas poppin' Cristal every time they hear us
I stay on niggas mind like a new era

[Bridge: 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 muthafuckin' P
That means I'm chillin'

[Verse 2: The Game]
Doin' my two-step, red strings on my Louis
I don't know how to dance, so don't step on my Louis
Bitches on the dance floor bouncin' like a porn star
Legs in the air like the doors on a foreign car
Posted at the bar everybody strizzap
Double Game chains hangin' down to my lizzap
Every nigga in my clique stay iced out
Reach for a chain, red beam, turn your lights out
Shut the club down, The Game don't stop
In the parkin' lot, lemon lime and Patron shots
Looking for Ciara, heard about the goodies
Hurricanes in a Black Wall Street Hoodie

[Bridge: 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 muthafuckin' P
That means I'm chillin'

[Verse 3: The Game]
Everybody know when The Game in the clizzub
Twenty Impalas outside on the dizzubs
Everything chrome from the rims to the strizzads
Panties gettin' wet every time they see 'em lift ups
So hop in the back seat if you a freak
Three-wheel motion got 'em slidin' in they seat
808 drums got 'em grindin' to the beat
Turn your high beams on, bring the club to the streets
If you jump off, niggas know what I'm about
Million dollar man bring the drama to ya house
Homies outside, wearing that ass out
I'm gettin' a lap dance, smoking chronic on your couch

[Bridge: 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 muthafuckin' P
That means I'm chillin'

[Bridge: Fergie]
I'm chillin' in the house, rollin' in the car
Coolin' in the tub, drinkin' at the bar
Drinkin'-drinkin' at the
Drinkin'-drinkin'-drinkin' at the bar
I'm chillin' in the house, rollin' in the car
Coolin' in the tub, drinkin' at the bar
Drinkin'-drinkin' at the
Drinkin'-drinkin'-drinkin' at the bar

[Outro: 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 muthafuckin' P
That means I'm chillin'