[Verse 1 - Wale] Okay heaven sent this melody so let me sing it to ya And I call you Ms. Folarin see that got a ring, don’t it And I got this thing for ya my infiniti’s infiniti Put that on everything these other bitches anything Shit I’m just tryna chill a bit play with it and blaze a bit, then play you all my latest shit Lately I been stressing so I need you like I’m crazy Music full of relevant and money’s overrated That’s why I spend it like I look at it with hatred To look at you is painful, cuz I ain’t seen you naked But I’ma wait it out I’m bout to see that drought Cuz if I hit it now these feelings take a different route So, I’m on some 40 days and night shit Feeling like it’s Ramadan and I just need a bite quick Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift So I’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss
[Lloyd - Chorus]
Let’s chill Girl I don’t want to rush tonight Take your time when you’re with me baby So I can give you what you need, I know what you like Let’s Chill It’s obvious that girl you’re fine But I just wanna make love to your mind So if you open up your heart I’ll give you mine Let’s Chill
[Verse 2 - Wale] Usually ain’t nothing Usually one and done up she done up and looking beautiful That don’t mean I’ma stunt up No need to rush it, we got forever babygirl We getting closer every moment I’ve been waiting for it Ain’t saying I don’t need it, if you gave it I would take it Have you shaken I would break you off Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all And I can show you all this love without a bit of sex involved Maybe I foreplay it, maybe I kiss it lady, and even if we don’t speak you still as immations/imitations (?) That’s how this lovin be, love it when she under me She say that she celibate, I penetrate her mentally So if it’s meant to be, then it’s meant to be Hold on to the now, cuz I know sex be changing everything If it’s meant to be, then it’s meant to be She say I think I’m ready, if it change just remember me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Lloyd] Aww girl, good sex and money ain’t all I have to give There’s no counterfeit but least(?) naw girl it’s real It’s a quarter to light, the perfect time to chill You mean more than a million girls ooohhhh So Let’s Chill Chorus C’mon and let’s chill baby Yeah Let’s chill
Compositores: Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Ernest Anthony Price ECAD: Obra #29915244