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Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Godemis, Krizz Kaliko, Stevie Stone
Album:  Strangeulation Vol. II
Song:   Chilly Rub
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Take off your shirt and your bra (Okay)
Lay on the bed on your stomach (Hmm, okay)
Okay, I'm gonna straddle you now, okay? (Alright)
I'ma place my palms up
Then I'ma place the tip of my fingernails at the top of your left and right shoulders
And I'ma swirl down your back (Mmm)

[Tech N9ne]
Now you're 'bout to feel the chill bumps
I'ma do this to you 'til lunch
You're the lunch that I'm talkin 'bout
More chilly pimples poppin out
Yes I'm givin you a chilly rub
Ain't it feelin beautiful? You're lovin what the milli does
Just a little minute longer with the rubbin it is nothin
You'll be beggin me to hit you with the Billy Club
I'ma do it, to it
'Til you gotta release that fluid, spew it
Tape it, let a friend who never knew it, view it
Did you hella proper now you would, do it
Yeah she runnin like a relay
Meanin she quick when it hits D Day
Like 180 on the freeway
You ain't gotta worry about a thing, nigga she lay
Chilly rubbin'll get you hot as an oven
Whether you drinkin or druggin it get you ready for lovin
After you grub on the muffin you're gonna be shovin the stuffin
Nigga you beatin and bustin like a percussion
Nigga it's on if she take off her top
Shiverin's makin her get the Riot Maker to pop
Shake her a lot, you really like her and wanna ding her well
Palms up down her back with the tip of your fingernails

[Chorus: Tech N9ne] + (Krizz Kaliko)
Chilly rub (uh-huh!)
Call me when you leave, I won't come 'til he does (uh-huh!)
Need the stimulation I'm that illy plug (hey!)
And you know I got that drink and I got the silly bud (uh-HUH!)
And I know you want that - chilly rub
Watch me do it - chilly rub; all into it - chilly rub
You know what the chilly does (uh-huh!)
I know you like this touchy-feely thug (hey!)
And every time we link you think it's really love from this chilly rub

[Stevie Stone]
When she all alone on a late night
She on her belly face down showin all cat
Get to rubbin on the body and she moanin
Get to screamin like, "Stevie what ya call that?"
I told her, "Baby wait a minute just fall back"
I made the cookie on the lady she applaud that
And got the foreplay feelin feng shui
All gas baby tell 'em overhaul that
And I be diggin real good in the morning
Text to your girls that booty fire
She'll be reminiscin thinkin that she love me
forgettin every nigga that she been with prior
What is it? Make her feel this way
What is it? Tell her climb on me
What is it? Let her ride that weed
Baby had a very long D
I told her she could get it in time if she ready
She wanted stimulation and I'm tryin to break the levy
I got her face down ass up on her belly
I'm tuggin on her hair get to breathin all heavy
She fuck me with the plug so the plug put the pipe down
'Fore them other niggaz pussy on strike now
She got a crème de la crème nigga tight now
Said she want it right now, came in a nightgown
Chilly rub

[Chorus]

[Godemis]
Now what the fuck is the drillbit? I'm wavy
I'm still wetter but fill up what y'all gave me
If I had a controller could y'all play me?
Cause I'm hella rain but chillin with y'all lately
Me and them hoodrats been on ten
She give me the green life and the sin goin in
If I apply pressure then the rules gon' bend
Consensual fornicatin fuckin with grown men
And every one of y'all ready to be wet up
I'm on another level I ain't ever gonna let up
My homegirl rollin gotta help her keep her head up
And know I got her M-O tryin to get her out her get-up
I get up, she get on and we on some other shit
And she know what I'm on it's beyond, she lovin it
And she don't need that top or bottom, unbutton it
I slap it, I flip it, I bounce it, I'm rubbin it
And when I'm up in it she wetter than a T-2
No I don't need another player, just me and you
I'm goin off at the offense, D-2
And made a top flight nigga like me too
You got a man but his plans just really dud
Hear what I'm sayin roll out that's really bud
I'm finna ground gettin pounded, pretty much
Chick, you're finna come and get this chilly rub

[Chorus]