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Relax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downHoney, check it out, you got me mesmerizedWith your black hair and fat-ass thighsStreet poetry is my everydayBut yo, I gotta stop when you trot my wayIf I was working at the club you would not payHey yo, my man Phife Diggy, he got something to sayI like 'em brown, yellow, Puero Rican or HaitianName is Phife Dawg from the Zulu NationTold you in the jam that We Can Get DownNow let's Knock the Boots like the group H-TownYou got BBD all on your bedroom wallBut I'm Above the Rim and this is how I ballA pretty little something on the New York streetThis is how I represent over this here beatTalking bout youYo, I took you outBut sex was on my mind for the whole damn routeMy mind was in a frenzy and a horny stateBut I couldn't drop dimes 'cause you couldn't relateSongtexteRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle down Stretch out your legs, let me make you bawlDrive you insane, drive you up the wallStaring at your dome-piece, very strongStronger Than Pride, stronger than TeflonTake you on the ave and you buy me linksNow I wanna pound the putang until it stinksYou can be my mama and I'll be your boyOriginal rude boy, never am I coyYou can be a shorty in my ill convoyNot to come across as a thug or a hoodBut hon, you got the goods, like Madeline WoodsBy the way, my name's MalikThe Five-Foot FreakLet's say we get together by the end of the weekShe simply said, "No," labeled me a hoeI said, "How you figure?" "My friends told me so."I hate when silly groupies wanna run they yapWord to God, hon, I don't get down like thatI'll have you weak in the knees that you could hardly speakOr we could do like Uncle L and swing an ep in my jeepKeep it in the down, yo, we keep it discreteSee, I'm not the type to kid to have my biz in the streetsIf my mom don't approve, then I'll just elopeLet me sink the little man from inside the boatLet me hit it from the back, girl I won't catch a herniaBust off on your couch, now you got Seamen's FurnitureShaheed, Phife and the Extra PStacy, DJ and my man L.G.They know the Abstract is really soul on iceThe character is of men, never ever of miceShorty let me tell you about my only viceIt has to do with lots of loving and it ain't nothing niceRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle downRelax yourself girl, please set-tle down Aus Songtexte Mania