Relaxation by Logic
[Verse 1:]
Yeah, alright, yo
A couple days ago
I met the illest latina
Her demeanor was unexplainable
You shoulda seen her
Thick thighs, nice ass
Body like an hourglass
Didn't hesitate to break a brother
Next second she passed
I was like, "What's up?"
To which she replied
"How you doin'?"
I said de nada momma
But your beauty I'm persuin'
And I said I'm about to win the lottery
She asks "How?"
I said, "Your seven digits right now"
And made her smile
Now we conversing
And she feelin' my style
I can tell by the way she talkin'
That she down to go the mile
Had a couple drinks
Now we headed back to her place
The shade of red from her lipstick all over my face
I'm tryin' to hit, split it
Baby girl you gonna let me get it?
She said, "Hold up ok, I don't get down like that"
I said I know beautiful girl
But I get down like that
So let me heat it up, heat it up
Go crazy and beat it up
"Damn papi, how you even know I like it rough?"
The way you was feelin' on me
When kissing revealed enough
I wanna scratch you, provoke you
Bite you, choke you
But just a little, bite your legs
Dick up in the middle
"Hold up, wait a second
Nigga, you gotta condom?"
Come on beautiful girl of course I've got protection
I stay with Magnums and I ain't talkin' Smith and
Wesson
I keep undressin'
Girl I'm about to teach you a lesson
After I hit it she says
"Bobby I have a confession
I think I love you!"
I said "What the fuck?"
Thinkin' to myself
Damn, I shoulda never cut
Kissed her on the cheek
Hit the lights, then she fell asleep
So I snuck out the bathroom window on the creep, like
(The next day, the next day, the next day, the next
day, yo
The next day, the next day, the next)
[Verse 2:]
Yeah, yeah, yo
Now I'm out the door
Downtown is where I'm about to go
Got a meeting with my boy Chris
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