Lazy Afternoon — текст песни (The Roots)

Chorus
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It`s a lazy afternoon
(Summertime, as I recline, lay back and relax, let the sun shine)

Verse 1
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[Black Thought]

Consider this a message to my mellow in the front seat
of the Jeep pumpin` beats for your rump
In the summertime I`m risin` to the shine at 12:20
Ghetto streets are sunny, niggas is gettin` money
It`s mad hot, and what I got to do I`m not sure of
I call up Maura, this dip I know from Bora Bora
Was rappin` for a second about what I reckoned that I

was doin` at six, she was invitin` me to the flicks
That I`m with, blew a kiss Now I`m in the shower
I meant the bath in which I simmer for half an hour
Then got drier, put on attire to inspire
Hit my dresser for numbers of women that I admire
Laid around and lounged `til around two
Then I got up and ate, drank a brew and caught a page from the crew
sayin` Where ya at? Later, meet us up at the Plat
Bring a sack, ayo it`s Saturday, it`s gonna be fat
Now it`s 3:37 and I still ain`t left the rest
Electric Relaxation from A Tribe Called Quest
with the boom, tokin`, smokin`, coolin` out
as I parlay in my room `cause it`s a lazy afternoon

Other verses as Verse 1, with the following variations:

Verse 2: this dip I knew from Bora Bora
`cause it`s a lazy aaaaaahh! (dental style :-)

Verse 3: I`m in the shower
a page from my crew
Bring a sack, nigga, it`s Saturday