Chamillionaire - Relax (feat. J Holiday) lyrics

sh** Chamillionaire: Come let me tell you, man Relax, relax. (J. Holiday: From Texas to DC, baby.) J. Holiday: It's goin' down Come here now, J. Holiday That's the reason I come home, baby Chamillionaire: Relax, relax (J. Holiday: Let's go, whoo!) How could you be lonely They don't really know me Comfortable as ever like my hustle got us cozy Bottles lookin' rosy Bags meant to go G Poppin' tags while we Photoshoppin' like Adobee Cool as Obama All the drama was the old me These walls could talk They would say how they don't know me Always on the road No home could ever hold me Success is like a drug And I feel like I'm 'bout to OD Nah, you don't run around Actin' like you own me Wait til I get home Then you gonna put it on me Look at how we ballin', b**h One or two of colby Look at how they callin' Voice matters what they owe me But they just some rookies and you know that you were OG After o'clock you know exactly where I'm gon' be You know how the road be Groupies hoppin' on the sack But guess who's back to give you the business J. Holiday: When I'm in the streets, on ma' grind You got me, and we gon' shine Plus I know you gon' go down home, and let me get mine One more reason to come home Off the streets Girl when I come home Off ma grind Relax, relax, relax Chamillionaire: I got to be in the twelve Got the Beamer as well Grindin' like it ain't illegal And I ain't seein' a jail On the chase for the paper I'm on the tip of the tail I'm the Clyde to your Bonnie And we ain't leavin' a share My fat ex-girlfriend, was tryin' to see me get mailed The UPS in the downs, and you still seem to appear You ain't breakin' a sweat, put your feet in the air And while I ride presidential, I'll let you be my Michelle In this life all these of troubles, I know it's easy to fail But when it's us against the world, me and you like "oh yeah" It'll take a lot of hustlin', it's easy to tell That I am always on the hustle, never seein' a chair See in my stare, I ain't easy to scare Put a king with a queen, and they can see we a pair Soon as I get a full house, it'll be easy to share All of the royalties and riches, just for keepin' it player J. Holiday: When I'm in the streets, on ma' grind You got me, and we gon' shine Plus I know you gon' go down home, and let me get mine One more reason to come home Off the streets Girl when I come home Off ma grind Relax, relax, relax Chamillionaire: We livin' the life, and this is payback For the days that you used to say that Maibach, wasn't something that your sights was aimed at Made that, money stacked up enough to pay that May stacks, but you told me that I should saved that Ain't that somethin', we grind to get stacks As soon as we get stacks, it's harder ta (J. Holiday: relax, relax) So let your seat back, and let's repeat track Relaxin' in the sun up, 'n we chill 'til we see the black c'mon In the streets 'n I'm hustlin' daily (J. Holiday: daily) You don't need to be stressin' that, baby (J. Holiday: baby) I get home 'n I know you'll be waitin', yeah (J. Holiday: yeah yeah) You ain't mad at the money I'm chasin' And you know that ma lifestyle's crazy But you always gon' be ma first lady, yeah (J. Holiday: Woo!) J. Holiday: When I'm in the streets, on ma' grind You got me, and we gon' shine Plus I know you gon' go down home, and let me get mine One more reason to come home Off the streets Girl when I come home Off ma grind Relax, relax, relax Chamillionaire: Come let me tell you, man In the streets 'n I'm hustlin' daily But you always gon' be ma first lady, yeah (J. Holiday: Yoa got a Texas in the building.) Oh yeah (J. Holiday: Chamillionaire, what's up, baby?) Take it away, Jay J. Holiday: Yeah Just relax No, no no no no Go!