[Intro: Sample]
You gots to chill (To chill-to chill-to chill)

[Chorus: will.i.am]
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'
I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm chillin'

[Verse 1: The Game]
Guess who's bizzack? No, it ain't him, no
L.A. Dodger fitted cap with the brim low
Blowin' on indo, roll down the window
Matter fact, let the top back and watch the wind blow
Black on black Lamborghini with the dizzors
Up in the air with the pedal on the flizzor
Bandana tied around the rear view mirror
(Red bandana got 'em bangin' new era)
Somethin' on my waist, niggas can't get near us
Bitches 'round me shakin' ass like Shakira
Niggas poppin' Cristal every time they hear us
I stay on niggas mind like a new era
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