Yo, Chris J and Chris T, rollin’ out in style,
Matching tracksuits, yeah, they go the extra mile.
Pulled up to the spot with a confident grin,
Lookin’ like they’re ready for a freak off to begin.
It’s a double date night, and the vibe’s surreal,
With a thousand baby oils and a gourmet meal.
Back to Chris T’s place, where the cats roam free,
Three felines chillin’ like a VIP.
They ain’t picky, nah, they just love good vibes,
Dancin’ in the kitchen to those Diddy-type jives.
Girls laughin’, cats meowin’, oil bottles stacked,
It’s a party so wild, even the neighbors caught clap.
Chris J’s got the playlist, Diddy on repeat,
Chris T’s got the roofies and a disco b**t.
They’re not about drama, just freak and flair,
With a rubber ducky DJ floatin’ in the air.
It’s a double date night, and the vibe’s surreal,
With a thousand baby oils and a gourmet meal.
Back to Chris T’s place, where the cats roam free,
Three felines chillin’ like a VIP.
So if you see ‘em cruisin’ with a sparkle in their eye,
Just know it’s Chris and Chris, reachin’ for the sky.
With a Bieber b**t and a Diddy groove,
They’re the kings of the night, got nothin’ to prove!
