Electric Relaxation (Relax Yourself Girl)

Electric Relaxation - A Tribe Called Quest

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Relax yourself girl please set-tle down

Relax yourself girl please set-tle down

Relax yourself girl please set-tle down

Relax yourself girl please set-tle down

Relax yourself girl please set-tle 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

Aiyyo my man phife diggy

He got somthin to say

I like em brown yellow

Puero rican or hatian

Name is phife dawg from the zulu nation

Told you in the jam that we can get down

Now lets knock the boots

Like the group h-town

You got bbd all on your bedroom wall

But Im 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 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 couldnt drop dimes

Cause *you couldnt relate*

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 putang until it stinks

You can be my mama and Ill be your boy

Original 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 woods

By the way my names malik

The five-foot freak

Lets 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 dont get down like that

Ill 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 in the down yo

We keep it discrete

See Im not the type to kid

To have my biz in the streets

If my mom dont approve

Then Ill just elope

Let me sink the little man

From inside the boat

Let me hit it from the back

Girl I wont catch a hernia

Bust off on your couch

Now you got semens furniture

Shaheed phife and the extra p

Stacy 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 aint nuthin nice*