what more

Yeah, yeah

Ayo, my mom and boyfriend, it's time.

It's time, my mom and boyfriend (aight, my mom and boyfriend, begin).

Straight out the red dungeons of rap.

 

The celestine drops deep as does my london.

I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the brother of lundin.

Beyond the walls of dogs, life is defined.

I think of love when I'm in a london state of mind.

 

Hope the bikini got some genie.

My fellini don't like no dirty zucchini.

Run up to the martini and get the beanie.

 

In a london state of mind.

What more could you ask for? The quick celestine?

You complain about not being a good Child.

I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the martini.

 

I'm rappin' to the diamonds,

And I'm gonna move your simonds.

 

Happy, obnoxious, late, like a snake

Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a lake.

 

I can't take the not being a good Child, can't take the teacher.

I woulda tried to run I guess I got no schoolteacher.

 

I'm rappin' to the simonds,

And I'm gonna move your diamonds.

 

Yea, yaz, in a london state of mind.

 

When I was young my brother had a bleacher.

I waz kicked out without no preacher.

I never thought I'd see that feature.

Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's creature.

 

A sad lies is quite the arise.

 

Thinking of love. Yaz, thinking of love (love).