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janine the machine - no chill lyrics

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[chorus]
i don’t want ya n-gga sis, you can keep him
and if he try to play you, baby you should leave him
i put you onto game all four seasons
these n-ggas got no chill
these n-ggas got no chill
trickin’ off the check but shawty i don’t need it
he all up in my face like i wanna see him
he tryna get a room at the four seasons
these n-ggas got no chill
these n-ggas got no chill

[verse 1]
these n-ggas got no chill
these n-ggas got no deals
these n-ggas tryna come up
droppin’ ones, can’t pay the bills
these n-ggas got no shame
these n-ggas got whole babies
these n-ggas got desert throat
them n-ggas be thirsty

girl at the crib while he tryna holla at me
slide in my dms, he feelin’ h-lla c-cky
he said can he pull up, i be like no way
these n-ggas got me twisted up like lo mein

[pre-chorus]
ooh he want a taste of my bonbon
ooh but i’m just really upper echelon
ooh you be texting him all night long
blocked. no delivery papa john’s

[chorus]
i don’t want ya n-gga sis, you can keep him
and if he try to play you, baby you should leave him
i put you onto game all four seasons
these n-ggas got no chill
these n-ggas got no chill
trickin’ off the check but shawty i don’t need it
he all up in my face like i wanna see him
he tryna get a room at the four seasons
these n-ggas got no chill
these n-ggas got no chill

[verse 2]
these n-ggas got no chill
i ain’t catchin’ no feels (nope)
these n-ggas be too plastic (plastic)
i’m keeping it too real (too real)
im keeping it too ill (ill)
d-town, i’m too trill (ya)
these n-ggas negotiating
cause i’m a big deal

girl at the crib while he tryna holla at me
slide in my dm’s, he feelin h-lla c-cky
he tryna cash me out, i be like no way
these n-ggas be blowing me up like propane

[pre-chorus]
ooh he want a taste of my bonbon
ooh but i’m just really upper echelon
ooh you be texting him all night long
blocked. no delivery papa john’s

[chorus]
i don’t want ya n-gga sis, you can keep him
and if he try to play you, baby you should leave him
i put you onto game all four seasons
these n-ggas got no chill
these n-ggas got no chill
trickin’ off the check but shawty i don’t need it
he all up in my face like i wanna see him
he tryna get a room at the four seasons
these n-ggas got no chill
these n-ggas got no chill

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