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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*