Electric Relaxation
(专辑: The Anthology - 1999)
Relax yourself girl, please set-tle down [4X] [Verse One: Q-Tip, Phife Dawg] 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 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
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
couldn't drop dimes cause *you couldn誸 relate* [Chorus] [Verse Two: Q-Tip, Phife Dawg] 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 I'll 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 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 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 in the
down, yo, we keep it discrete See, I'm not the
type to kid to have my biz in the
streets If my mom don誸 approve, then I'll just elope Let me sink 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 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 ain't nuthin nice) [Chorus]