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