Lyrics A Roller Skating Jam Named "Saturdays" - De La Soul feat. Q-Tip & Vinia Mojica
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
(And
roller-skates)
Girl
meets
boy
on
Thursday
night
Boy
was
high,
girl
fly
like
kite
They
hold
hands
until
next
day
Boy
then
let's
go,
hit
his
way
Boy
rules
butt,
brags
to
his
boys
Erection
brings
bad
boy
joys
Boy
thinks
of
that
big
fat
back
Big
black
fat
love,
big
black
fat
Girl
calls
boy
to
stand
him
up
on
Saturday
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
a
Saturday
It's
a
Saturday,
it's
a
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
a
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
a
Saturday
Back
once
more
with
the
wallop
in
the
score
Sponsored
by
the
riff,
should
I
make
you
rock
your
hip
Reviver
of
the
roller-boogie
in
a
rink
And
sure
to
make
you
think
about
the
times
To
scope
fun
instead
of
fights
(But
diving
from
a
piece
of
metal
sure
to
take
your
life)
Yo,
slip
your
butt
to
the
fix
of
this
mix
Toss
that
briefcase,
it's
time
to
let
loose
Cause
you've
worked
like
heck
to
get
the
weekend
check
So
unfasten
that
noose
around
your
neck
Connected
like
a
vibe
from
the
wheel
to
the
foot
Come
on
everybody
dig
the
funky
output
Five
days
you
work
One
whole
day
to
play
Come
on
everybody,
wear
your
roller-skates
today
It's
Saturday,
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
Saturday-ay-ay-ay
(Is
the
word,
is
the
word,
is
the
word)
Now
as
you
pump
your
fist
I
reminisce
To
a
bounce,
rock,
skate,
roll
fest
to
impress
Hey,
pretty
diamond,
do
you
like
the
way
I'm
dressed?
Cool,
keep
the
faith
and
be
my
mate
Cause
all
we
need
is
feet
(And
roller-skates)
But
promote
the
hustle
cause
it
keeps
me
thin
No
need
to
talk,
look
who
just
walked
in
(Is
there
a
Dred
on
skates?)
Yes,
man
(So
kick
the
wham
on
this
jam)
Oh
Mr.
Sprinkler,
Mr.
Sprinkler
Wet
me
for
one,
Mr.
Sprinkler
I'm
heatin'
high-five
in
a
daze,
no
split
With
a
yawn
I
trip
to
the
dawn
Out
comes
the
bodies
following
the
one
idea
It's
clear,
rattle
to
the
roll
Hold
back
up
the
track,
grab
your
rollerskates
y'all
And
let's
zip
on
by
Zip-a-de-doo-dah,
let's
zip
on
by
Feed
on
a
weed
and
we're
feeling
high
Sun
is
on
thick
and
the
cheese
is
rollin'
quick
Come
on,
there's
no
time
to
hide
Season
is
twist,
spinning
and
winning
No
hackensack,
let
let
me
in
Spill
on
the
bottom
away,
but
it's
okay,
huh
It's
a
Saturday
Now
let's
all
get
baked
like
Anita
Watch
Mr.
Lawn,
don't
look
at
the
peter
Feel
on
the
fun,
I'll
feel
on
the
Hey,
watch
that!
It's
a
Saturday
Now
is
the
time
To
act
the
fool
tonight
Forget
about
your
worries
and
you
will
be
all
right
It's
Saturday,
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
Saturday
Saturday,
it's
Saturday-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
(Aaoww)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
1 Not Over Till the Fat Lady Plays the Demo
2 Who Do U Worship?
3 My Brother's a Basehead
4 Skit 1
5 Pease Porridge
6 Afro Connections at a Hi 5 (In the Eyes of the Hoodlum)
7 Intro (De La Soul Is Dead)
8 Intro
9 Oodles of O's
10 Talkin' Bout Hey Love
11 Johnny's Dead AKA Vincent Mason (Live from the BK Lounge)
12 A Roller Skating Jam Named "Saturdays"
13 WRMS' Dedication to the Bitty
14 Bitties in the BK Lounge
15 Skit 2
16 Let, Let Me In
17 Rap De Rap Show
18 Millie Pulled a Pistol on Santa
19 Skit 3
20 Kicked Out the House
21 Pass the Plugs
22 Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey)
23 WRMS: Cat's in Control
24 Skit 4
25 Shwingalokate
26 Fanatic of the B Word
27 Keepin' the Faith
28 Skit 5
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