Chillin'
Lyrics
Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
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Features Of This Song
club rap influences
southern rap influences
electronica influences
headnodic beats
straight beats
consistent rhyme patterns
boastin' lyrics
backbeat handclaps
a bumpin' kick sound
ambient synth textures
a dry recording sound
production and lyrics by famous rap artists

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Publishers: DADE CO. PROJECT MUSIC, INC., DEAD STOCK MUSIC, UNICHAPPELL MUSIC INC, UNIVERSAL MUSIC - Z SONGS, WB MUSIC CORP.
International, whoa
Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me
We want it all now, we got all, yes
That's money on my mind, Wale
Across the pond, they all know us
Ain't I something? The way I'm stuntin'
Let's talk about the cars y'all got
And I'm the same way, MIA
Police come around, don't nobody say nothin'
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
DC chillin', PG chillin'
And if you ain't heard me properly
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
I got Phil Knight talkin' about "how you got them?"
Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point 'em out
Hoes call me 'Mr. Never Wear The Same Thang'
We don't cop pleas, but y'all don't cop nothin'
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at us
My name Wale, and I came to get it
Drivin' my car to a foreign place
If you speak garbage, then we no capiche
District of Columbia
LV on my luggage
My name Wale
Came to get it, came to get it
Across the pond, they all know us
You say you got a lotta whips, well I got a lot
Came to get it, came to get it
Came to get it, came to get it
Ain't heard DC since Sardines came
My material girls give 'em A-Rod money
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
We want it all now, we got all, yes
Them mammas gonna hate and I love it, fuck 'em
My name Wale
Gear on my millionaire friends
And you be with the cops, you niggas is McLovin'
DC chillin', PG chillin'
Kickin' in the door, and I'm everybody problem
Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me
Lookin' at me, now they know my face
My name Wale, and I came to get it
You redundant, you never ever change
Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
You Bernie Mac funny, we ain't scared of none of ya
Look at that, look at how they lookin' at us
Can't control the box, you are no Mills Lane
Get 'em all, get 'em all, pack it all up
Lookin' at me, now they know my face
Get so much cut, disc jockeys jock me
Drivin' my car to a foreign place
And me, Cool, and Dre get high like planes
Ha, and I made y'all love it
Get 'em all, get 'em all, pack it all up
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Yeah, they keep sayin' whale, but my name Wale
Your man Wale in his own damn lane
My name Wale, and I came to get it
Stuntin' in some other Jordan Nines
Songwriters: Olubowale V Akintimehin, Gary Decarlo, Dale Frashuer, S G Germanotta, Paul Leka, Andre Lyon, Makeba Riddick, Marcello Anton Valenzano
My name Wale
'Til I got a buzz a like that nigga Chris Mullen
Stuntin' in my billionaire
I remain a Giant, and you Jeremy Shockey
DC chillin', PG chillin'
Dre pick 'em up, pick 'em up, I'll shut 'em all down
Dark liquor 'til we busted
Shit, this how you start off '09
DC chillin', PG chillin', floor to the ceilin'
You niggas mad that you not me
Folarin be ballin' for all y'all to see
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
International, whoa
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
I got the right to be cocky
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