Murphy Lee - Gods Don't Chill Lyrics

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Now just to prove i ain't different from you

Dirty i ain't got nuttin' to do

I just wanna take a break

No stress no play

I just wanna lay and

Chill at the crib all day

No no no

It's time to get that ass off of the couch

Get up

It's friday night we gotta get the fuck out

Get the fuck out

Okay i got nuttin' to say

'cuz we been chillin' at the crib all day

We chiefin' laid back loungin' like 3 pimps in the shade

Me murph we take a pair we at it again

Well ok you should have nuttin' to say

We guarantee it'd be another hit man ok?

For your reference i been inside the house since 6

Bakin' up bars of rap chiefin' & munchin' on chips

Now should i go dip? debate what style and color to get

We go out we don't know when this strickly parkin' lot pimpin'

That there sounds like a nice game plan

Nice thangs wit thick frames no need to think twice man

Pick up some bud pick up my boys wipe off my dubs

Hittin' on chickens and buckets so what they rollin' on hubs

I'm honkin' my horn like a animal straight from the barn

So what if they foreign? prince don't discriminate not one

Outrageously my baby mama pagin' me

I been at the crib all day so it's crazy see

Now just to prove i ain't different from you

Dirty i ain't got nuttin' to do

I just wanna take a break

No stress no play

I just wanna lay and

Chill at the crib all day

No no no

It's time to get that ass off of the couch

Get up!

It's friday night we gotta get the fuck out

Get the fuck out!

Okay i got nuttin' to say

'cuz we been chillin' at the crib all day

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Now usually i get my way

Hit my hay yeah sip my drink

Call up a chick to come strip if i say

Let the phone just ring while i pick my place

Smashin' in john madden whuppin' everybody ass

And it's a fact green bay sendin' em packin'

Man it's goin' on a three day thrashin'

Fuck this for real y'all i need some action

Aw man murph don't wanna drive the benz

But he's too busy tryin' to dodge his friends

I just wanna go back outside again

Get high again sippin' heineken's

Grab my 22 inch wired rims

Hit the street got bitches pilin' in

Wait 'til this nigga get through ironin'

Jacob up fuck this game i'm retirin'

Now just to prove i ain't different from you

Dirty i ain't got nuttin' to do

I just wanna take a break

No stress no play

I just wanna lay and

Chill at the crib all day

No no no no

It's time to get that ass off of the couch

Get up!

It's friday night we gotta get the fuck out

Get the fuck out

Okay i got nuttin' to say

'cuz we been chillin' at the crib all day

St. louis

(murphy lee what size drawers ya need?)

A 36-38 'cause 40 be too big

And hurry up so i can get out the crib

(babysit)

I love my nieces and nephews but i ain't got no kids

And shit hurry up before the bank close

(boy you ain't goin' to no bank you probably gonna see some hoes)

Ahh i guess my sister know a brother

I'm a nasty mothersuckers 'cuz i'm poppin' wit cornbread and butter

'cuz there ain't nuttin' like booty in the daytime

Look at it wiggle sunshinin' on the waistline

And matter fact fuck the whole nine

The whole time i'm thinkin' 'bout this party goin' downtown

I had to get my ass outta the bed ah get up

Ain't nuttin' like a lil' last minute head ah you right

Plus i see this girl like twice a week

And my granny made macaroni-n-cheese

So i'm out

Now just to prove i ain't different from you

Dirty i ain't got nuttin' to do

I just wanna take a break

No stress no play

I just wanna lay and

Chill at the crib all day

No no no

It's time to get that ass off of the couch

Get up!

It's friday night we gotta get the fuck out

Get the fuck out

Okay i got nuttin' to say

'cuz we been chillin' at the crib all day

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