Lazy Afternoon Songtext - The Roots

Lazy Afternoon - The Roots

It's a lazy afternoon
Summertime, as I recline, lay back and relax, let the sun shine

Consider this a message to my mellow in the front seat
Of the Jeep pumping beats for your rump
In the summertime I'm rising to the shine at 12:20
Ghetto streets are sunny, niggas is getting 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 rapping for a second about what I reckoned that I
Was doing at six, she was inviting 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 until around two
Then I got up and ate, drank a brew and caught a page from the crew
Saying "Where ya at? Later, meet us up at the Plat
Bring a sack, yo 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, toking, smoking, cooling out
As I parlay in my room 'cause it's a lazy afternoon


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