Electric Relaxation

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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 down

Honey, check it out, you got me mesmerized

With your black hair and 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

Ayo, my man Phife Diggy, he got somethin’ to say

I 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-Town

You got BBD all on your bedroom wall

But I’m above the rim and this is how I ball

A gritty little somethin’ on the New York streets

This is how I represent over this here beat

Talkin’ ‘bout you—

Yo, 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 ‘cause you couldn’t relate

Relax 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 down

Stretch 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 pride, stronger than Teflon

Take you on the Ave and you buy me links

Now I wanna pound the poontang until it stinks

You can be my mama and I’ll be your boy

Original rude bwoy, never am I coy

You can be a shorty in my ill convoy

Not to come across as a thug or a hood (What?)

But hon’, you got the goods like Madelyne Woods

By 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,” labeled 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 that

I’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 discrete

See, I’m not the type of kid to have my biz in the streets

If 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 Seamen’s Furniture

Shaheed, Phife and the Extra P

Stacy Beadle, PJ, and my man LG

They know the Abstract is really soul on ice

The character is of men, never ever of mice

Shorty, let me tell you ‘bout my only vice

It has to do with lots of lovin’ and it ain’t nothin’ nice

Relax yourself, girl, please settle down (It ain’t nothing nice)

Relax yourself, girl, please settle down (It ain’t nothing nice)

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 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 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 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 down

Relax yourself, girl, please settle down

Relax yourself, girl—

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Keep bouncing— keep bouncing