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Chill Video (MV)




Performed By: 2am Ricky
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Edward Martin, Jackson Vines




2am Ricky - Chill Lyrics
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How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima hit the kitchen
Whip up something for us yeah
Baby take your shoes off
Go let down your hair
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima roll up
You pour the Stella Rosa yeah
The covers in the closet
Get your ass over here
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
I been thinking bout them butterflies
You feeling when we texting
Human heart erections
Damn girl you a blessing
I been speaking to the Father
Thank the artist
For your essence
Or maybe thank the author
For my posture
In your presence
A couple suns could orbit
Still ain't brighter
Than your efforts
To love a lonely nigga
Who gets high
To find acceptance
Now pause with it
The type of loving
When I'm in it
Press pause in it
Make me a Pa
If you sure
Your wholes hearts in it
And that's a love child
Ain't it
Shivers to your soul
With that Soulchild playlist
Teach me how to love
But know this lessons
For the dangerous
Cause when I learn your heart
Just know
I'm bound to be your favorite
Right
And you kinda mines too
Lighting up my dark
Just hope my ashes shine through
And if I haven't mentioned
Girl, you kinda fine too
5'2"
But I'd climb the whole world
To find you
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima hit the kitchen
Whip up something for us yeah
Baby take your shoes off
Go let down your hair
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima roll up
You pour the Stella Rosa yeah
The covers in the closet
Get your ass over here
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
She like the way
It sit right
When it's skin tight
Pretty brown thing
With them green eyes
Fantasized
Bout feeling on you knee high
Since a knee high
A black love story
Now light this blunt
Cause when that indica
Get into her
She for me
She want that Love Jones
And Jason's Lyric
A broken heart that's filled
With good intentions
I fill her cup
Then fill her up
Then fill with all 10 inches
Unless you soft
A ghetto soul
With mellow flows
That's speaking from the heart
A pretty nigga
Jiggy nigga
Dripping when he drop
The top off the coupe
Then scoop
Her to the mall
And excuse me pretty darling
Courtings
Just the topic
You you're just a muse
And me I'm just an artist
And we can cuddle
Under covers
Like the lovers
Cocoa butter kisses
Got me smitten
When I'm smothered
Roses by the dozen
Common story of the lovers
And forever lasts
I hope you never find another
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima hit the kitchen
Whip up something for us yeah
Baby take your shoes off
Go let down your hair
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima roll up
You pour the Stella Rosa yeah
The covers in the closet
Get your ass over here
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
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How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima hit the kitchen
Whip up something for us yeah
Baby take your shoes off
Go let down your hair
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima roll up
You pour the Stella Rosa yeah
The covers in the closet
Get your ass over here
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
I been thinking bout them butterflies
You feeling when we texting
Human heart erections
Damn girl you a blessing
I been speaking to the Father
Thank the artist
For your essence
Or maybe thank the author
For my posture
In your presence
A couple suns could orbit
Still ain't brighter
Than your efforts
To love a lonely nigga
Who gets high
To find acceptance
Now pause with it
The type of loving
When I'm in it
Press pause in it
Make me a Pa
If you sure
Your wholes hearts in it
And that's a love child
Ain't it
Shivers to your soul
With that Soulchild playlist
Teach me how to love
But know this lessons
For the dangerous
Cause when I learn your heart
Just know
I'm bound to be your favorite
Right
And you kinda mines too
Lighting up my dark
Just hope my ashes shine through
And if I haven't mentioned
Girl, you kinda fine too
5'2"
But I'd climb the whole world
To find you
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima hit the kitchen
Whip up something for us yeah
Baby take your shoes off
Go let down your hair
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima roll up
You pour the Stella Rosa yeah
The covers in the closet
Get your ass over here
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
She like the way
It sit right
When it's skin tight
Pretty brown thing
With them green eyes
Fantasized
Bout feeling on you knee high
Since a knee high
A black love story
Now light this blunt
Cause when that indica
Get into her
She for me
She want that Love Jones
And Jason's Lyric
A broken heart that's filled
With good intentions
I fill her cup
Then fill her up
Then fill with all 10 inches
Unless you soft
A ghetto soul
With mellow flows
That's speaking from the heart
A pretty nigga
Jiggy nigga
Dripping when he drop
The top off the coupe
Then scoop
Her to the mall
And excuse me pretty darling
Courtings
Just the topic
You you're just a muse
And me I'm just an artist
And we can cuddle
Under covers
Like the lovers
Cocoa butter kisses
Got me smitten
When I'm smothered
Roses by the dozen
Common story of the lovers
And forever lasts
I hope you never find another
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima hit the kitchen
Whip up something for us yeah
Baby take your shoes off
Go let down your hair
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
How bout tonight
We don't go nowhere
Ima roll up
You pour the Stella Rosa yeah
The covers in the closet
Get your ass over here
Cause tonight, tonight
I just want to chill
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Writer: Edward Martin, Jackson Vines
Copyright: Lyrics © THE MEZZO AGENCY, LLC, O/B/O DistroKid

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