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Yeah, I'm loungin', I got my man Donald Byrd |
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I wanna give a big shout out |
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To my little man Miko, he's 2 years old |
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He's away visiting his grand mom but I miss him dearly |
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Check it out |
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If I rhyme this you will find this situation shall advance |
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You could take a glance or dance |
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Elevator lyrics to arouse the crowd |
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Now tell me who's the man to show you how |
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Many legacies of brothers who get buzy |
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And I do it fluid til the suckers get dizzy |
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Saying peace to the blackbirds 125th street |
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And check the flow that's unique |
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For loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin' |
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Loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin' |
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Can't refuse this, never lose this, it's the choice this |
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'Cause my voice is the smoothest |
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Dominating to your boys 'cause I've been around doing work |
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And sold tons of others jerk |
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Donald Byrd word on the track, quite exact |
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Giving you the format, Jack |
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See we gotta pave the way and display |
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How to loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin' |
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Loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin' |
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Peace to the pioneers but I gotta try to clear |
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My throat, check out what I wrote |
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You can't tap into this unless you know the roots |
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Word shoe like life absolute |
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For real so now you gotta know the deal |
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For loungin', just loungin', mellow out and just loungin' |
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Loungin', loungin' mellow out, check it out and loungin' |
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Loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin' |
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Loungin', loungin', peace to Brooklyn where I live |
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Realistic, kind of mystic when I kick this |
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You should witness the slickness |
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Of the horn player and the dope rhyme sayer |
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Quite emotional and inspirational |
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Philosophical and yes very logical |
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Teaching you the method for loungin' |
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Everybody knows they have times |
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When they wanna just lay back |
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Kick their feet up, y'know |
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Listen to some good music and just lounge |
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That's right, I said lounge |
