Gods Don't Chill Lyrics - Singles - Murphy Lee

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 

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