Chillin' With My Bitch Lyrics - T.i.

[Intro] 

Dig pimp... I'ma holla at y'all in a minute, I'm finna go change clothes mayne 

go get real spiffy mayne, go kick it with my broad, ya nigga hold it down aight.? 

[Verse 1] 

I left the kids at the crib, and the squad in the trap 

Now I'm in the two-seater with my broad in my lap 

The alpines beatin', but I'm far away from rappin' 

Bumpin' Prince, Sade, or some Marvin Gaye perhaps, I 

Put up my blues, put on some tailor made slacks 

Some wing tip shoes, whachu know about that?(Ha) 

Button down, cufflinks, hair cut, no hat(Yeah) 

Just felt like gettin' clean and show I know how to act 

At Neiman & Marcus let my girl blow three or four stacks 

Gotta forever to cut the food, and damn I'm relaxed(Chillin) 

In a real cool mood, no beef, no gats 

But there real close by, niggaz better know that 

(Chorus) [Jazze Pha] 

I ain't hangin' with my niggaz, pullin' no triggaz 

I'll be back to the trap, but for now 

I'm chillin' with my bitch today, I'm chillin' with my bitch today 

I ain't hangin' with my potnaz, I'm out eatin' lobster 

I'm on some grown man shit, ya dig 

I'm chillin' with my bitch today, I'm chillin' with my bitch today 

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[Verse 2] 

This shit look hard, no drama from none of my baby mama's 

With my hottie, takin' shots of Saki at Bennihannas 

Known to kick it like we riches, like Sky Richie and Madonna 

Or either Will and Jada, on vacation for the summer 

Me and my lil' mama, blowin' big as we wanna 

Gotta big sack of some of that shit from California 

A bottle of Patron and a six pack of Corona 

Dro aroma got the six hot and steamin' like a sauna 

So I let the top back and I bend anotha corner 

Check into the W, so I can put it on her 

Got the suite for a week, but we can stay a lil' longer 

I ain't trippin', that's the shit that make relationships stronger 

[Chorus] - repeat 

(Hook) 

Tonight I'm gon chill with my lady friend 

She the type to keep a nigga open 

I'm chillin' with my bitch today 

(Verse 3) 

I left the stress in the streets and I'm a long way from home 

Put up the vest and the chrome, even threw away with my phone 

My potnaz don't wanna be on the shit that I'm on mayne 

Livin' life and kickin' it like a grown man 

Sittin' in the sand, drinkin' pina coladas 

With a double shot of rum, just chillin' right by the water 

No judges, no lawyers, in a whole 'nother world 

Just a bottle and this O a dro, blowin' with my girl 

[Chorus] - repeat 

Repeat [Hook]