Relax with Me
Find a plane ticket, come right now
South Beach, when the sun go down
Sau' streets with the sunroof down
Sau' streets with the sunroof down
There's Gucci this, Gucci that (yeah, yeah)
She used to wear the Baby Phat (yeah, yeah)
Got a budget on yo' ass, go (go)
So she let me bust it on her ass though
Hear the claps, that's the instrumental (that's right)
Girl yo' ass is so instrumental (that's right)
Since you gassed, let me push the pedal
Every time I lay the pipe, she has a taste for heavy metal
Baby girl, yeah, you should be a rockstar
Lay that pussy out, girl, fuck me on a squad car
Leave you tapped down, and felt up, but you knew that (but you knew that)
She love the way I do that
That's right, that's right
That's right, that's right
You scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
That's right, that's right
That's right, that's right
You scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
Oh, cause I'ma say the right thing
At the right time, at the right place (oh)
And you won't know what to do
You won't know how to react to me (react to me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Girl, how you wear this loyalty so fucking well?
I wanna tear the kitty, watch the pussy swell
I ain't afraid to cross the line with you
I ain't afraid to do a line with you
This a real nigga talkin' to ya
Sometimes I feel like I'm talking through ya
19 living like a dope boy
Double M's, valet got me feeling like a coke boy
Ball at Bal Harbour while you Gucci down (Gucci down)
Roll out a whole ounce, we get it and roll out
I tell you, you the baddest, just 'cause you should know (you should know)
But, you been the baddest, that's ya usual (usual)
Baby girl, yeah, you should be a popstar
Lay that pussy out, girl, fuck me on your sport car
Leave you tapped down and felt up but you knew that
Don't you love the way I do that?
That's right, that's right
That's right, that's right
You scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
That's right, that's right
That's right, that's right
You scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
Oh, 'cause I'ma say the right thing
At the right time, at the right place
And you won't know what to do
You won't know how to react to me (react to me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
South Beach, when the sun go down
Sau' streets with the sunroof down
Sau' streets with the sunroof down
There's Gucci this, Gucci that (yeah, yeah)
She used to wear the Baby Phat (yeah, yeah)
Got a budget on yo' ass, go (go)
So she let me bust it on her ass though
Hear the claps, that's the instrumental (that's right)
Girl yo' ass is so instrumental (that's right)
Since you gassed, let me push the pedal
Every time I lay the pipe, she has a taste for heavy metal
Baby girl, yeah, you should be a rockstar
Lay that pussy out, girl, fuck me on a squad car
Leave you tapped down, and felt up, but you knew that (but you knew that)
She love the way I do that
That's right, that's right
That's right, that's right
You scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
That's right, that's right
That's right, that's right
You scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
Oh, cause I'ma say the right thing
At the right time, at the right place (oh)
And you won't know what to do
You won't know how to react to me (react to me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Girl, how you wear this loyalty so fucking well?
I wanna tear the kitty, watch the pussy swell
I ain't afraid to cross the line with you
I ain't afraid to do a line with you
This a real nigga talkin' to ya
Sometimes I feel like I'm talking through ya
19 living like a dope boy
Double M's, valet got me feeling like a coke boy
Ball at Bal Harbour while you Gucci down (Gucci down)
Roll out a whole ounce, we get it and roll out
I tell you, you the baddest, just 'cause you should know (you should know)
But, you been the baddest, that's ya usual (usual)
Baby girl, yeah, you should be a popstar
Lay that pussy out, girl, fuck me on your sport car
Leave you tapped down and felt up but you knew that
Don't you love the way I do that?
That's right, that's right
That's right, that's right
You scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
That's right, that's right
That's right, that's right
You scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
Oh, 'cause I'ma say the right thing
At the right time, at the right place
And you won't know what to do
You won't know how to react to me (react to me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Just relax with me (relax with me)
Credits
Writer(s): Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
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