Chillin' With My Bitch chords and lyrics - T.I.

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[Intro 1]
[Am][Em][F]
[Dm][Am][Em]
[F]Dig

[Verse 1]
[Dm]pimp[Am], I'ma[Em] holla at y'all [F]in a minute,
[Dm]I'm finna go c[Am]hange clothes mayne
Go get real [Em]spiffy mayne, go kick it with [F]my broad,
I'ma holla at [Dm]y'all later
I [F]left [Am]the kids

[Verse 2]
at the crib,
and [Em]the squad in the trap
Now [F]I'm in the two- seater
with my [Dm]broad in my lap
[Am]The alpine's beatin',
but [Em]I'm far away from rappin'
Bumpin' [F]Prince, Sade,
or some Marvin [Dm]Gaye perhaps, I
[Am]Put up my blues,
put on some [Em]tailor- made slack[F]s
Some wing- tip shoes,
whatchu know about [Dm]that?
[F]Button dow[Am]n, cufflinks, hair cut[Em], no hat
Just [F]felt like gettin' clean and
show I know how to act
At [Am]Neiman & Marcus,
let my girl blow [Em]three or four stacks
Gotta [F]forever to cut the food,
[Dm]and damn I'm relaxed
In [Am]a real cool mood, no be[F]ef, no gat[Em]s
But [F]then real close by,
niggas better [Dm]know that
I ain't [Am]hangin'

[Verse 3]
with my niggas,
[Em]pullin' no triggas
I'll be [F]back to the trap,
but for [Dm]now
I'm chillin' with my [Am]bitch [Em]today,
I'm chillin' with my [F]bitch today
I ain't [Am]hangin' with my [Em]potnaz [?], I'm
out eatin' lobster
[F]I'm on some grown man shit, ya dig
[Dm]I'm chillin' with my bitch[Am] today,
[Em]I'm chillin' with my b[F]itch t[Dm]oday
This shit [F]look hard,

[Verse 4]
[Am]
no drama from [C]none of my baby mama's
With my hottie,
[Am]takin' [F]shots of ??? in the Hummer
[Dm]Known to [F]kick [Am]it like we riches,
got [Em]Richie and Madonna
[F]Or either Will and Jada, on
vacation for the summer
[Am]Me and my lil' mama,
blowin' [F]big [Em]as we wanna
Gotta [F]big sack of some of that
shit from [Dm]California
[Am]A bottle of Patron and a
[F]six pack of Corona
Dro aroma got the six hot
steamin' like [Dm]a sauna
So [Am]I let the top back and I [F]bend
another [Em]corner[F]
Check into the W, so I can [Dm]put it on her
[F]Got the [Am]suite for a week,
but we can stay a lil' [Em]longer[F]
I ain't trippin',
that's the shit that make relation[Dm]ships [F]stronger
I [Am]ain't hangin'

[Verse 5]
with my niggas,
[Em]pullin' no triggas
[F]I'll be back to the trap,
but for [Dm]now
I'm chillin' with [Am]my bitch today,
[Em]I'm chillin' with my bitch[F] today[Dm]
I ain't [Am]hangin' with my
[Em]potnaz [?], I'm out eatin' lobster
I'm [F]on some grown man shit, ya dig
[Dm]I'm chillin' with my b[Am]itch today,
[Em]I'm chillin' with my bitch[F] today
[Dm][F]

[Verse 6]
[Am]
Tonight I'm gon' chill
[F]with my lady friend
She the type to keep a nigga
[Am]open[Em]
I'm chillin' with my [F]bitch today
I left [Am]the stress

[Verse 7]
in the streets and
I'm a [F]long [Em]way from home
Put up [F]the vest and the chrome,
even through with my [Dm]phone
[F]My [Am]potnaz [partners?] don't wanna
be on [Em]the shit that I'm on, [F]mayne
Livin' life and kickin' it
like a grown man
[Am]Sittin' in the sand,
drink[Em]in' pina coladas
With a [F]double shot of rum,
[Am]just [F]chillin' right [Dm]by the w[Em]ater
No [Am]judges, no lawyers,
in [Em]a whole 'nother world
[F]Just a bottle and this ?? dro, [Dm]blowin' [F]wit[Am]h my[Em][F][Dm][Am][Em]
[F]gir[Am]l[Em]

[Outro 1]
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