[Chorus] It's a lazy afternoon (Summertime, as I recline, lay back and relax, let the sun shine)
[Verse 1: 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 [click] 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
[Chorus] It's a lazy afternoon (Summertime, as I recline, lay back and relax, let the sun shine)
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: \"[click] I'm in the shower\" \"a page from my crew\" \"Bring a sack, nigga, it's Saturday\"