I, I, I, I, I, I, I'm chillin X8      Guess who's bizzack   No it ain't him, no   LA Dodger fitted cap   with the brim low   Blowing on endo   Roll down the window   Matter fact let the top down   and watch the wind blow   Black on black Lamborghini   with the dizzoors   Up in the air with the   pedal on the flizzoor   Bandana tied around the   rear view mirror   (Red bandana got em banging in here)   Something on my waist   Niggaz can't get near us   Bitches 'round me   shaking ass like Shakira   Niggaz popping Crystyle   everytime they hear us   I stay on niggaz' mind   like a new era      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 motherfucking   P   That means I'm chillin'      I, I, I, I, I, I, I'm chillin X8      Doing my two step   Red strings in my Louis   I don't know how to dance   so don't step on my Louis   Bitches on the dancefloor   Bouncing like a pornstar   Legs in the air like the   doors on my Ford car   Posted up the bar   Everybody strizzap   Double Game chains   hanging down to my lizzap   Every nigga in my clique   stay iced out   ? ? chain red beam   Turn the lights out   Shut the club down   The Game don't stop   In the parking lot   Lemon, Lime and Patron shots   Looking for Ciara   Heard about the goodies   Hurricanes and a   Black Wall Street hoody      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 motherfucking   P   That means I'm chillin'      I, I, I, I, I, I, I'm chillin X8      Everybody know when   The Game's in the clizzub   20 Impala's outside    on the dizzups   Everything chrome from the   rims to the strizzaz   Panties getting wetter   everytime they see 'em wiffup   So hop in the back seat   if you're a freak   Three wheel motion got 'em   sliding in their seat   8-way drums got 'em   grinding to the beat   Turn your high beams on   Bring the club to the streets   If i jump off niggaz   know what i'm about   Million-dollar man bring the   drama to your house   Homies outside   wearing that ass out   I'm getting a lap-dance   smoking chronic on the couch      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 motherfucking   P   That means I'm chillin'      I, I, I, I, I, I, I'm chillin X8      Fergie:   I'm chillin at the house   Rolling in the car   Cooling at the club   Drinking in the bar      I'm chillin at the house   Rolling in the car   Cooling at the club   Drinking in the bar      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 motherfucking   P   That means I'm chillin'