paroles de chanson Chillin' (Ice Cold) - Grieves feat. Romaro Franceswa

I lay it down
Looking like I walked through hell
Rhyme sturdy though ain′t nobody ringing my bell
That's a sure shot, William Tell
I go get them and I won′t stop
Rhythm compels
The world listens when the show stops
Only the quell can make venom so
Don't let me catch your ass slippin'
Mic check 1, 2
Hey, hey, ship called, mayday
North Star fallin′ out the sky like it′s J-Day
Back to the bay like K. Flay
Baby, I'm a grown ass man, I don′t nae-nae
All I do is two step
True def
Blu-Ray vision on them
R.S.E
New wave going swimming on them
Hold up (hold up)
I'm ′bout to throw up
Motherfuckers making me sick like Ebola
Roll up put them on blast and it's over
Got that Pappy Van Wink in a glass and a cold-shoulder
I′m chillin'
I'm chillin′