Roots - Lazy Afternoon - Текст песни

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