C-Weav - Chillin Wit Da Girls lyrics

Girls [Hook] I'm chillin' wit da girls Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls I'm chillin' wit da girls Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls [Verse 1] 21 and up they say dress chic I ain't chillin' with my n***as, it's just me Sometimes the kid get ghost, SP No real plans for tonight I just see Eight girls in heels putting their faces together They say it'll take a minute, but it could just take forever Giving out suggestions, that would look great together Tell the haters huddle up, they could just hate together Dudes saying things they wondering who said it The luckiest man alive i'm feeling like Lou Gehrig Minus the disease, I admire my fitness And under them jeans I admire the thickness But most importantly, I desire the friendship I'm something like a brother, I admire the kinship Could be with the fellas taking over the world But TONIGHT I'm chillin' wit da girls Repeat Hook [Verse 2] V.I.P, free, courtesy of breast I see dudes break they neck just to see the rest And then it's me, the one and only dude with em I hear em hating, “He don't know what to do with 'em He gotta be gay, look at how his skin sheen And the waves, I'm jealous"--end scene Opened toed straps I got a thing for 'em It's just something 'bout them pumps that make me feign for 'em I see us as platonic, would never take advantage Plus I know how y'all are and that's too great to manage Lets have a good time, don't fix it if it ain't broke Sippin on brown, don't mix if it ain't coke Your mouth, my name, don't mix if it ain't dope A night on the town, try this one if you ain't broke.... Could be with the fellas taking over the world But TONIGHT I'm chillin' wit' da girls Repeat Hook Bridge Me + 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 chicks, cool, cool I ain't never seen no jeans so mean That dress so devilish, oohh, oooh Take all my highs, outweigh all my lows Let's focus on tonight, whichever way that it goes Hair lookin' nice all the way down to the toes Ain't no tellin what i'm gon' do, do [Verse 3] Female friends, I guess I can't hit 'em all I'm not Ash Ketchum, I can't get 'em all I'll knock your a** out too, you don't get involved I guess I'm just Deebo when I get the draws Guess I'm similar to Charles, now your boy in charge I super sized myself so I'm getting large Girl you cute, I know that often gets said But don't NBA Jam me with the big head I'm in flesh mode in my best clothes Raised in Carolina, born in the West Coast I'm just tryna holla, strep Throat Then later on get you wet, breast stroke A good pace as far as success go And good taste as far as the rest go Maybe tomorrow we'll take over the world But tonight I'm chillin' wit' da girls Repeat Hook