Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lazy Afternoon, artist - The Roots. Date of issue: 16.01.1995
Song language: English
Lazy Afternoon |
| 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 |