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  1. Chill

From the recording Ambient

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Written by Joshua Sims
Prod. by David Otto (The Real Daavy)

Lyrics

Hey baby, wanna chill
I got time to kill
It's all up to you
Show me what you wanna do
Hey baby, wanna chill
I got time to kill
It's all up to you
Show me what you wanna do

How bout I take you out to eat
And then we go to the movies
Cap off with some kissing
Leading to your front door
Throw our clothes on the floor
And wait until you give me some more
And like a theft in the night
I'll be gone by sunrise
Take some time for the moment
Relax yourself
And we can do it again
Prepare yourself for this

Hey baby, wanna chill
I got time to kill
It's all up to you
Show me what you wanna do
Hey baby, wanna chill
I got time to kill
It's all up to you
Show me what you wanna do

Blowing up my phone
Wanna make your house my home
She's looking for a commitment
Hold up, wait a minute
I guess I gotta do what she wants
She got me whipped. Take a dip
Around her little finger
She's a freak, let it linger
Time and time again
I point her in the right direction
Pulling on my hair
Didn't even make it up the stairs
Only a robe and lingerie
I'll take her as my pray
Jungle in the night
Twist your legs tight
Everything's right
Dim down the lights
I'll go down for a bite
Taste like Turkish delight

Hey baby, wanna chill
I got time to kill
It's all up to you
Show me what you wanna do