Chillin' Tonight

[Intro]

Yeaaah!

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

Yeaaah!

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

[Verse 1]

My girls is goin' out tonight (yeaaah!)

But I'mma fall back tonight

Me and my man takin' it in tonight

Yeah, we gon' get it in tonight

We gon' smoke something, drink something, toast something

So he can beat the pussy up like it stole something

Get it poppin' all night 'til like 4 somethin'

And then we right back at it 'round 6 somethin'

It's supposed to be girls night out

So you know he got my girlfriends cursin' me out

Sayin' that I'm whipped and he turnin' me out

No need for the gym 'cause he be workin' me out

For me, he got a huge appetite

Lick my ice cream like a tasty delight

The bond between us is tight

I heard duvet poppin' tonight but

[Chorus]

I ain't goin' to the club or hangin' with my girls

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

R. Kelly got a show, but I can't go

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

Victoria Secret lingerie on

Layin' up with my nigga tonight

We 'bout to get it on, turn off the phone

It's all about my man tonight

[Verse 2]

Tonight it's just me and my boo

Candlelight dinner, sippin' some wine too

Lingerie see-through, you know how I do

Playin' slow jams to set the mood

Some Marvin Gaye, Luther Vandross, a little Anita

In the bed laughin' at Martin and Gina

All eyes on us like Brad and Angelina

No one can come between us

The things he do give me the chills

Like writin' out "I Love You" on hundred dollar bills

He don't even think about playin' the field

He in ecstasy without takin' the pills

He treats me like a queen I love the way he courts me

Makin' love in the Ferrari he just bought me

Playin' PlayStation Fight Night

I heard stereo poppin' tonight but

[Chorus]

I ain't goin' to the club or hangin' with my girls

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

R. Kelly got a show, but I can't go

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

Victoria Secret lingerie on

Layin' up with my nigga tonight

We 'bout to get it on, turn off the phone

It's all about my man tonight

[Verse 3]

From the bed, to the kitchen, to the living room couch

We done blessed every room in this New York penthouse

Miami estate, house by the lake

We ain't watchin' pornos, we watchin' our own sex tape

I pour the Henny all over his jimmy

So when he stick it in me, he's drunk off of Kimmy

I make a nigga bust faster than a semi

'Cause Kimmy get the jimmy rock harder than a penny

Full body massage, champagne bubble bath

Then we make love on a bed made of cash

He can't get enough, he always ready to smash

He love how I'm shaped just like a hourglass

His niggas is tight, he chillin' with his wife

But they don't come before the love of his life

We in the crib havin' a pillow fight

I heard Lotus is poppin' tonight but

[Chorus]

I ain't goin' to the club or hangin' with my girls

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

R. Kelly got a show, but I can't go

I'm chillin' with my nigga tonight

Victoria Secret lingerie on

Layin' up with my nigga tonight

We 'bout to get it on, turn off the phone

It's all about my man tonight