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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Stevenson
Andrew Stevenson
Songwriter
Michael McKinney
Michael McKinney
Songwriter
Saajaimori Mahadi Hasan Spratley
Saajaimori Mahadi Hasan Spratley
Songwriter
Tremaine Neverson
Tremaine Neverson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DrewsThatDude
DrewsThatDude
Producer
Saaj
Saaj
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah) Uh-huh (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Can we get started? I just wanna turn you on, we should leave this party Go some place where them clothes come off and I can see that body Shots got my head spinning round and round, round and round How many drinks will it take me to get you alone, babe? 'Cause a girl like you deserves affection when we're sexing It's a blessing that you came, so when you come through You already know what's on my mind We ain't gotta waste no time Come chill with a nigga, yeah-yeah Come chill with a nigga, uh-huh I know we both gone off the liquor But you should come chill with a nigga (chill with a nigga) Come chill baby, chill baby Bumping, grinding all on the floor, know a nigga like that, babe If you 'bout it, come and ride it girl, fuck around and have my baby, yeah I love it when you fight back (I love it when you fight back), think I might wife that Pussy got me going crazy 'Cause a girl like you deserves affection when we're sexing It's a blessing that you came, so when you come through You already know what's on my mind We ain't gotta waste no time Come chill with a nigga, oh, come chill with a nigga I know we both gone off the liquor (but you) But you should come chill with a nigga Come chill, baby, chill Bring it over here, need you now, bring it over here, I treat you right You know that you want to, baby, tell we what you gon' do, baby I got something that you need, baby, please let me give it to ya Ooh-baby, when I'm chilling with ya Chilling with a nigga but your clothes over there (over there) Chilling with a nigga, got your booty in the air (booty in the air) Chilling with me, you won't wanna leave When a nigga go deep, I'ma make you sing (sing to me) You go, all them lames in your face You ain't even gotta deal with them niggas Keep it real with a nigga Come chill with a nigga, come chill with a nigga I know we both gone off the liquor But you should come chill with a nigga Come chill, baby, chill, baby So what's up? The last thing I wanna do is pressure you, there's no pressure, just Baby, we've been kicking it all night, we've been vibing, it just feels right So if you ain't got nothing else to do or if you cool with it I'll just, you should come chill with a nigga Hop up in the car, we ain't gotta go far I know you wanna come, girl, come chill And I've been kissing on your neck Rubbing on your thighs, don't it feel right? (Chill with me, chill with me, chill with me) And now I got you thinking what, what if you give it up Would he tear that pussy down, bet he beat that pussy up Grabbing all that booty, still it's cute he thinking butt Mind like probably but that body saying yup She say come on, so we gone, we gon' play the crib And if tomorrow never came, she can say she did I got her literally feeling a nigga So glad she came to chill with a nigga
Writer(s): Tremaine Aldon Neverson, Scotty Massenburg, Michael D. Mckinney, Desmond Armstead, Andrew Lloyd Stevenson, Saajaimori Spratley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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