Chilly Rub

[Intro: Tech N9ne & (Woman)]

Take off your shirt and your bra

(Okay) Lay on the bed on your stomach

(Hmm, okay)

Okay, I'm 'onna straddle you now, okay?

(Alright)

I'ma place my palms up, then I'm gonna place the tips of my fingernails at the top of your left and right shoulders, and I'm gonna swirl down your back

(Hmm)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

Now you're 'bout to feel the chill bumps

I'ma do this to you 'til lunch

You're the lunch that I'm talking 'bout

More chilly pimples popping out

Yes I'm giving you a chilly rub

And it feeling beautiful, you're loving what the milli does

Just a little minute longer with the rubbing it is nothing

You'll be begging me to hit you with the Billy Club

I'ma do it to it

'Til you got to release that fluid spew it

Tape it let her friend who never knew it, view it

Did you hella proper, now you it, do it

Yeah she running like a relay

Meaning she quick when it hits D Day

Like 180 on the freeway

You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing nigga she lay

Chilly rubbing'll get you hot as an oven

Whether you drinking or drugging

It get you ready for loving

After you grub on the muffin

You gonna be shoving the stuffin'

Nigga you beating and busting like a percussion

Nigga it's on if she take off her top

Shivering's making her get the Riot Maker to pop

Shake her a lot

You really like her and want to ding her? Well

Palms up down her back with the tip of your fingernails

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & (Krizz Kaliko)]

Chilly rub (Uh huh!)

Call me when he leave, I won't come 'til he duck (Uh huh!)

Need the stimulation I'm the illy plug (Hey!)

And you know I got that drink and I got the silly bud (Uh huh!)

And I know you want that (chilly rub!)

Watch me do it (chilly rub!)

All into it (chilly rub!)

You know what the chilly does (Uh huh!)

I know you like this touchy-feely thug (Hey!)

And every time we link you think it's really love

From this chilly rub

[Verse 2: Stevie Stone]

When she's all alone on a late night

She on a belly, face down showing all cat

Get to rubbing on the body and she moanin'

Get to screaming like Stevie whatcha call that?

I told her, baby wait a minute just fall back

I made the cookie on the lady she applaud that

And got the foreplay feeling fengshui

All gas baby tell 'em over haul that

And I be digging real good in the morning

Text to your girls that booty fire

She'll be reminiscing thinking that she love me

Forgetting every nigga that she been with prior

What is it? (Make her feel this way)

What is it? (Tell her climb on me)

What is it? (Let her ride that weave)

Baby had a very long D

I told her she could get it in time if she ready

She wanted stimulation and I'm trying to break the levy

I got her face down ass up on her belly

I'm tugging on her hair make her breathing all heavy

She fuckin' with the plug so the plug put the pipe down

'Fore them other niggas pussy on strike now

She got a creme de la creme nigga tight now

Said she want it right now, came in a night gown

Chilly rub

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & (Krizz Kaliko)]

Chilly rubs (Uh huh!)

Call me when he leave, I won't come 'til he duck (Uh huh!)

Need the stimulation I'm the illy plug (Hey!)

You know I got that drink and I got the silly bud (Uh huh!)

I know you want that (chilly rub!)

Watch me do it (chilly rub!)

All into it (chilly rub!)

You know what the chilly does (Uh huh!)

I know you like this touchy-feely thug (Hey!)

And every time we link you think it's really love

From this chilly rub

[Verse 3: Godemis]

Now what the fuck is the drillbit? I'm wavy

I'm still wetter to fill up what y'all gave me

If I had a controller could y'all play me?

Cause I'm hella rain but ain't chilling with y'all lately

Me and them hood rats been on ten

She give me the green life and sin going in

If I apply pressure then the rules gon' bend

Consensual fornicating fucking with grown men

And everyone of y'all ready to be wet up

I'm on another level I ain't ever gonna let up

My homegirl rolling got to help her keep her head up

And know I got her MO trying to get her out her get up

I get up, she get on and we on some other shit

And she know what I'm on it's beyond she loving it

And she don't need that top or bottom

Unbutton it, I slap it, I flip it, I blast it

I'm rubbing it and when I'm up in it

She wetter than a T-2

No I don't need another player just me and you

I'm going off at the offence, D-2

Ain’t met a type flight nigga like me, true

You got a man but his plans just really dull

Hear what I'm saying roll out that's really bud

I'm finna ground getting pounded pretty much

Trick you're finna come and get this chilly rub

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & (Krizz Kaliko)]

Chilly rubs (Uh huh!)

Call me when he leave, I won't come 'til he duck (Uh huh!)

Need the stimulation I'm the illy plug (Hey!)

You know I got that drink and I got the silly bud (Uh huh!)

I know you want that (chilly rub!)

Watch me do it (chilly rub!)

All into it (chilly rub!)

You know what the chilly does (Uh huh!)

I know you like this touchy feely thug (Hey!)

And every time we link you think it's really love

From this chilly rub