Relax (Alternate)

Chamillionaire Ft.J Holiday - Relax
(Dedicate to Vicor)
****.
(Chamillionaire:)
Come let me tell you, man,
Relax, relax. (J . Holiday: From Texas to DC, baby.)
(J. Holiday:)
Its goin down.
Come here now, J. Holiday.
Thats the reason I come home, baby.
(Chamillionaire:)
Relax, relax,
(J. Holiday: Lets go, whoo!)
How could you be lonely,
They dont 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 dont know me,
Always on the road,
No home could ever hold me,
Success is like a drug ,
And I feel like Im bout to OD,
Nah, you dont run around,
Actin like you own me,
Wait til I get home,
Then you gonna put it on me,
Look at how we ballin, *****,
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 oclock you know exactly where Im gon be,
You know how the road be,
groupies hoppin on the sack,
But guess whos back to give you the business.
(J. Holiday:)
When Im 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 aint illegal,
And I aint seein a jail,
On the chase for the paper,
Im on the tip of the tail,
Im the Clyde to your Bonnie,
And we aint 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 aint breakin a sweat, put your feet in the air,
And while I ride presidential, Ill let you be my Michelle,
In this life all these of troubles, I know its easy to fail,
But when its us against the world, me and you like 'oh yeah',
Itll take a lot of hustlin, its easy to tell,
That I am always on the hustle, never seein a chair,
See in my stare, I aint easy to scare,
Put a king with a queen, and they can see we a pair,
Soon as I get a full house, itll be easy to share,
All of the royalties and riches, just for keepin it player.
(J. Holiday:)
When Im 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, wasnt 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,
Aint that somethin, we grind to get stacks,
As soon as we get stacks, its harder ta (J. Holiday: relax, relax),
So let your seat back, and lets repeat track,
Relaxin in the sun up, n we chill til we see the black cmon,
In the streets n Im hustlin daily (J. Holiday: daily),
You dont need to be stressin that, baby (J. Holiday: baby),
I get home n I know youll be waitin, yeah (J. Holiday : yeah yeah),
You aint mad at the money Im chasin,
And you know that ma lifestyles crazy,
But you always gon be ma first lady, yeah (J. Holiday: Woo!).
(J. Holiday:)
When Im 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 Im 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, whats up, baby?)
Take it away, Jay.
(J. Holiday:)
Just relax,
No, no no no no,
Go!