Correction Lyrics Relax by Rejjie Snow, Cam O’bi & grouptherapy.

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Relax
Relax, yeah
Relax (Yeah)

The girls is here, the sun in my eyes
The bands are whippy, I cash the cow
Relax, relax, relax, relax
The girls is here, the sun in my eyes
The bands are whippy, I cash the cow
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax (Uh), relax (Uh), relax (Uh), relax
Relax (Uh), relax (Uh), relax, relax

The bands is out, the girl of my dreams
Thе samurai sword, I'm choppin’ the weed
Expensive (Expеnsive, uh)
The beans is out
I mumble the raps, I'm sellin' her weed
The Black is the features, my Nubian queen
They rock all the styles, they told us to leave
In Africa, dawg, increasin’ my genes, she showin' out
She pray to my rhymes, I'm callin', she pick and decline
The boxes all discreet (Shh)
The box is where I'm scorin' (Scorin')
The comfort free, she lucky
The berries are black and they wholesome (Hmm)
The Jheris are curled, you know me (Know me)
My humpty, that boy doesn't know me
She cut me off, the fangs is out
Might look in the pouch, she reppin’ my hood
I’m geekin' out
You know that I’m stupid, I'm crazy in love
Buffy, my baby, she searchin' for blood
I'm reachin’ the suds, I'm takin' my time
I'm rollin' extendin', got clip on my sides
Circulation, stimulation
I seen 'em relax and I aimed for that jug
Relax, relax, relax, relax
They grab on the stars and grab all their need
The bah-bah-bah, the Black boy sheep
Relax, relax, relax, relax (Yeah)
The girls is out, the sun in my eyes
The Black is rich, they jocking the style

Ayy-ayy, ah, ah, ah, oh
When they hanging over your shoulder
Actin' like they own you
That raspy sh*t they sellin'
Just tell 'em, "My n***a, relax" (Yeah), yeah, uh
Relax (Yeah)
But Cam be only tryin' to warn ya if we don't stay on ya
They might just end up in front of you
I told you, "My n***a, relax" (Yeah), yeah, uh
Relax (Yeah), yeah, uh

Yeah, yeah
The skin is black, you need to relax
The styles of hair, you're made to attract
The braids are French, the language I rap
The beauty is soft, the panties they're, uh
One beard down, call me a flirt
Here's how I feel, hands in the dirt
Drinkin' my water, clutchin' her purse
Call me a robber, I'm with the church
Relax, relax, relax, relax
They grab on the stars and grab all their need
The king of pop, real quick, RIP
Relax, relax, relax, relax

Perm yourself, relax my n***a, on wax, my n***a
Bank bills on go, man, Saks, my n***a
Quit actin' you ain't [Sac?], my n***a
You must be smokin' broken momma backs crack
Rock, paper, scissors, cut a n***a open
Slow-motion like a n***a just got a GoPro
Heart attack flow
Those n***as all got flatlines when the verse is over n***as goin' "Ehh" or "uhh" or
Relax, my n***a's a killer
Relax, I got seven figures
Relax, I'm f**kin' your b*t*h, and I'm f**kin' your n***a, my n***a
The f**k is the difference?
Relax, I'm not bein' sus', I'm just speakin' facts
Oh, you said, you went to Peru? Okay
You went there with who? Oh yeah, for sure
That totally sounds like it happened
I'm happy you're happy, my n***a
I hope that you're happy, my n***a
I hope that you're happy, my n***a
Do what makes you happy, my n***a
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax (Yeah)

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