A Tribe Called Quest - Electric Relaxation lyrics

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 your 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 a yo, 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 street
This is how I represent over this here beat
Talking '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 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 hun, 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", 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, hun, 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 discreet
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 Seaman'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 nothin' nice)
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
(It ain't nothin' 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