
Date of issue: 18.04.2019
Song language: English
Electric Relaxation |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle downHoney, check it out, you got me |
mesmerized |
With your black hair and your fat-ass thighs |
Street poetry is my everyday |
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way |
If I was workin' at the club you would not pay |
Aiyyo, my man Phife, dig it, he got somethin' to sayI like 'em brown, yellow, |
Puerto Rican or Haitian |
Name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu nation |
Told you in the jam that we can get down |
Now let’s knock the boots like the group H-townYou got B.B.D. |
all on your |
bedroom wall |
But I’m above the rim and this is how I ball |
A pretty little somethin' on the New York Street |
This is how I represent over this here beat, talkin 'bout youYo, I took you out |
But sex was on my mind for the whole damn route |
My mind was in a frenzy and a horny state |
But I couldn’t drop dimes 'cuz you couldn’t relateRelax yourself girl, |
please settle down |
(You couldn’t relate) |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
(You couldn’t relate) |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle downStretch out your legs, let me make you |
bawl |
Drive you insane, drive you up the wall |
Starin' at your dome-piece, very strong |
Stronger than cries, stronger than Teflon |
Take you on the ave and you buy me links |
Now I wanna pound the Putang until it stinks |
You could be my mama and I’ll be your boyOriginal rude boy, never am I coy |
You can be a shorty in my ill convoy |
Not to come across as a thug or a hood |
But hon, you got the goods, like Madeline WoodsBy the way, my name’s Malik, |
the five-foot freak |
Let’s say we get together by the end of the week |
She simply said, «No», labelled me a hoe |
I said, «How you figure?», «My friends told me so» |
I hate when silly groupies wanna run they yap |
Word to God, hon, I don’t get down like thatI’ll have you weak in the knees |
that you could hardly speak |
Or we could do like Uncle L and swing an ep in my jeep |
Keep it on the down, yo, we keep it discreet |
See, I’m not the type to kid to have my biz in the streetsIf my mom don’t |
approve, then I’ll just elope |
Let me save the little man from inside the boat |
Let me hit it from the back, girl I won’t catch a hernia |
Bust off on your couch, now you got semen’s furnitureShaheed, Phife and the |
extra P |
Stacy, Philo, DJ and my man L. G |
They know the abstract is really soul on ice |
The character is of men, never ever of mice |
Shorty, let me tell you about my only vice |
It has to do with lots of lovin' and it ain’t nothin' niceRelax yourself girl, |
please settle down |
(It ain’t nothin' nice) |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
(It ain’t nothin' nice) |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle downRelax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |
Relax yourself girl, please settle down |