State of mind
• Written by user429313053
The book drops deep as does my head.
I never travel, 'cause to travel is the sister of bed.
Beyond the walls of bananas, life is defined.
I think of ladies when I'm in an American state of mind.
Hope the red got some lead.
My read don't like no dirty bed.
Run up to the shed and get the spread.
In an American state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The crazy book?
You complain about the mess.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the cook.
I'm rappin' to the sausage,
And I'm gonna move your bossage.
Sexy, big, yummy, like a handbag
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rag.
I can't take the mess, can't take the apple.
I woulda tried to zoom I guess I got no chapel.
I'm rappin' to the bossage,
And I'm gonna move your sausage.
Yea, Yaz, in an American state of mind.
When I was young my sister had an outlook.
I was kicked out without no look.
I never thought I'd see that overlook.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my sister's hook.
An amazing drum is quite the gum.
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user429313053
Member since January 11 2020