Q-tip - Chill lyrics

[verse 1] Just relax yourself, girl You are now f**ing wit the best, girl Take your cool off, no stress, girl Make 'em say 'Uhh!' when I'm bout it Thumbing and counting. Well damn lets get it yeah them barks in here with me yeah they sparked up the philly, biddy stuck up and sediddy but We don't really care about that right there. She just salty cuz she the popped'est b**h to da players Jedi mind tricks got 'em on the lightsaber. Them boys raps make me make the same sounds as darth vader I'm sleep For a week Soon as I got good, half my favorites turned weak Still its all love Major is the league One homie got the drink Other got the weed Turny-urny up n***as hurry-urry up I Jersey-ersy up words slurry-urry up Ju Mercy-ercyed up, Game f**ed me up to tough so Middle fingers up, but don't worry-orry none, baby Just... [hook] Relax yourself girl, please set-tle down (x6) [verse 2] Took us a drive through the night time Sets the tone for this nice vibe How you Ride the 'D' get be white high I always want you Slightly addicted to how you sound when I cut you Call me your dj "Mr. one, two"