Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Relaxation, artist - Logic.
Date of issue: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Relaxation |
Yeah, alright, yo |
A couple days ago |
I met the illest latina |
Her demeanor was unexplainable |
You shoulda seen her |
Thick thighs, nice ass |
Body like an hourglass |
Didn’t hesitate to break a brother |
Next second she passed |
I was like, «What's up?» |
To which she replied |
«How you doin'?» |
I said de nada momma |
But your beauty I’m persuin' |
And I said I’m about to win the lottery |
She asks «How?» |
I said, «Your seven digits right now» |
And made her smile |
Now we conversing |
And she feelin' my style |
I can tell by the way she talkin' |
That she down to go the mile |
Had a couple drinks |
Now we headed back to her place |
The shade of red from her lipstick all over my face |
I’m tryin' to hit, split it |
Baby girl you gonna let me get it? |
She said, «Hold up ok, I don’t get down like that» |
I said I know beautiful girl |
But I get down like that |
So let me heat it up, heat it up |
Go crazy and beat it up |
«Damn papi, how you even know I like it rough?» |
The way you was feelin' on me |
When kissing revealed enough |
I wanna scratch you, provoke you |
Bite you, choke you |
But just a little, bite your legs |
Dick up in the middle |
«Hold up, wait a second |
Nigga, you gotta condom?» |
Come on beautiful girl of course I’ve got protection |
I stay with Magnums and I ain’t talkin' Smith and Wesson |
I keep undressin' |
Girl I’m about to teach you a lesson |
After I hit it she says |
«Bobby I have a confession |
I think I love you!» |
I said «What the fuck?» |
Thinkin' to myself |
Damn, I shoulda never cut |
Kissed her on the cheek |
Hit the lights, then she fell asleep |
So I snuck out the bathroom window on the creep, like |
(The next day, the next day, the next day, the next day, yo |
The next day, the next day, the next) |
Yeah, yeah, yo |
Now I’m out the door |
Downtown is where I’m about to go |
Got a meeting with my boy Chris |
About a dope show |
So I hail a cab, jump in |
But so does some girl |
Beautiful, pretty eyes |
With luxurious curls |
I said «No fair» |
She smiled and said |
«Why don’t we share?» |
What a success |
Lookin' at her chest |
Thinkin' if her breasts was a test |
She would fail |
Fresh tip nails |
Type of ass make a brother |
Train of thought derail |
As we converse |
I could tell that she feelin' my style |
Get the pussy wet |
That’s the mission |
As long as she listen to my words |
Feelin' on the curves |
Only lips I’m thinkin' bout kissin' is hers |
I can barely fight the urge |
Only thing that matter right now |
Is these two verbs |
I’m talkin' me and you |
So fine, I’d think I’d start seeing you |
Her body was a work of art |
Like Hieroglyphics |
Too much detail to go into specifics |
Now |
I’m diggin' shorty |
Like an archeologist |
Tryin' a bone |
Searchin' for a queen to take the throne |
The type of girl to love |
And call her my own |
I’m just a bachelor (bachelor) |
Looking for a bachelorette |
Baby, maybe you can persuade me |
To give you love |
You couldn’t imagine yet |
Kiss you on the neck |
Then I sedate the pussy like a vet |
Got the shorty rollin' like a movie set |
Take her to the Rio |
I’m not talking about G-burg |
I’m talking De Janeiro |
Spend deñero like it’s reverb |
Expansion |
Couple kids running round the mansion |
Day dreamin' |
Getting ahead of my self |
Advancin' |
But, come on… girl |
Now come on give me love |
I know we just met but |
Romance is like a drug |
You know we go together |
Like sympathy and hugs |
So I write this girl |
A symphony |
And tell her that I love |
Her everything |
Girl I love your everything |
You know I love your everything |
I said I love your everything |
Yeah, love your everything |
Girl, I love your everything |