Wiz Khalifa - Electric Relaxation (Phife Dawg Tribute) lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa - Electric Relaxation Phife Dawg Tribute lyrics]
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Hunny say she love herself so mesmerized
Could tell that she smoke I
See it in her eyes
Rollin up weed that’s my everyday
My ’69 drop ain't got no ashtray
I smile a lot, but baby girl I do not play
Aiyyo, my man Phife Diggy
He got something 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 something on
The New York street
This is how I represent over this here beat
Talking 'bout you
Yo, I smoked you out
I let hit with the bong
And blow the whole thing out
She like me cause my weed
Come from another state
Pullin kush out by the pound
Girl it wasn't a 8th
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Stretch out your legs, and get comfortable
Roll that mary jane
Smell it through the wall
Careful how you smoke, it's very strong
Stronger than thai, stronger than cologne
Take you to the club and you buy me drinks
Now I wanna pound of kush that really stinks
Keep some marijuana 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 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 ho
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 roll and puff a L
And I can F you to sleep
Do our own thing yea we keep it unique
When I get over to your
Crib then we officially meet
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
Chevy Woods, Jerm, and Ricky P
Loody, Motor, Lonny and my big man Breeze
They know Khalifa man is really soul on ice
The character is of men, not a computer lie
Shorty let me tell you about my only vice
It has to do with lots of
Chronic and it ain't nothin nice
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Light one out for Phife Dawg
Hunny say she love herself so mesmerized
Could tell that she smoke I
See it in her eyes
Rollin up weed that’s my everyday
My ’69 drop ain't got no ashtray
I smile a lot, but baby girl I do not play
Aiyyo, my man Phife Diggy
He got something 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 something on
The New York street
This is how I represent over this here beat
Talking 'bout you
Yo, I smoked you out
I let hit with the bong
And blow the whole thing out
She like me cause my weed
Come from another state
Pullin kush out by the pound
Girl it wasn't a 8th
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Stretch out your legs, and get comfortable
Roll that mary jane
Smell it through the wall
Careful how you smoke, it's very strong
Stronger than thai, stronger than cologne
Take you to the club and you buy me drinks
Now I wanna pound of kush that really stinks
Keep some marijuana 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 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 ho
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 roll and puff a L
And I can F you to sleep
Do our own thing yea we keep it unique
When I get over to your
Crib then we officially meet
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
Chevy Woods, Jerm, and Ricky P
Loody, Motor, Lonny and my big man Breeze
They know Khalifa man is really soul on ice
The character is of men, not a computer lie
Shorty let me tell you about my only vice
It has to do with lots of
Chronic and it ain't nothin nice
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Light one out for Phife Dawg